Daily Archives: January 12, 2014

My elbows fit against this table just right, and writing is fighting so let’s jab tonight: These silver-lined page clouds are a wonder to see, but my keys are black thrones holding lettered anarchy. ….   #smallstone  

…..   She’s still full up there, all right but she’s peeled herself of her golden rind, gone back to dark -ened core, solid useless rock. Maybe if we spill the sky, turn everything upside-down and pour this ink out … Continue reading →

She spills best here, fills her veins with indigo-inky strains of song. She belongs along these sapphire shores, breathing in blue and knowing too that heaven sighs in turquoise tears. We’re all three-fourths liquid, but perhaps after all these salty … Continue reading →

  …….. You promised not to haunt me, remember? And then suddenly this ceiling is littered with your shine, scenes of yours and ours and mine illuminated in so much stardust. I need you to trust me: go, ride that … Continue reading →