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Daily Archives: March 23, 2015
…. this poem sizzles, singes, sings. there are things this poem knows, but will not tell. it spells re -lief and wriggles free of tasks and masks, hum -anity. this poem is a struggling song that knows no difference be … Continue reading
…. We watch the wind sink into the sea, pulled by swollen moon. The sky is a bruised bumble -bee, stung by silence, crim -son song. How shall we count the tears that have salted these sands? In teaspoons, thimbles, … Continue reading
… This poem is an in -solent soul dressed in a silk kimono, a puzzle with a missing piece. This poem is a sardonic hag eating sardines straight from the can, while listening to the Batman theme. This poem is … Continue reading