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Daily Archives: November 4, 2013
Rap Sheet
….. It’s elbow long, eloquent in its acrid acronymity. He’s done it all, and it’s all here, for all to see. He holds them high, these heavy, hateful things he’s done. And as he kneels, grace covers over every one. … Continue reading
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….. busy partners in parenting, we often email scheduling nonsense: moved kids’ dentist appt to tuesday 3pm need you to be home friday a.m. for bug guy date night next week! grammy will have the kids! 7pm wednesday: school awards … Continue reading
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Invisible Grace
….. Infinite, I close my eyes, and still I cannot see You. Impulse hits, emits some unquiet quarrel where hope should stand. I kneel, steal the day, steel my song, precise whisperings lost, tossed to wandered wind. I begin to … Continue reading
Three Sheets
….. To the wind, we are but widowed peaks of waving mist, in -ebriated horizon lost, tossed and turmoiled into tumbled deep. You hold out lists scribed in scar -let, held in trembled hand: do see be and I fill … Continue reading
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