Daily Archives: April 20, 2015

I Know This Much Is True

.. I am a poet. My children are part of me, ………..but have begun their leaving. I am grieving this. The sun will rise tomorrow. The moon is keeping secrets. Nothing means anything without love. There is always something to … Continue reading

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paper thatching

.. we smolder slowly, jute rafts on a looking glass sea. we wither once under this dense canopy, tiny female grinding stones with altered hydrology. we are persevering narrow leaves, white incense scabs wandering this thousand-year-old …………………sky.   .. awesome … Continue reading

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my sigh, the broken strum

. my strings are no longer . ………………attached. . run your fingers along their corrugated edges and try to find my song. it’s a lost drum -line, a lumbering of the bones, a long slow rift in a smoky blues … Continue reading

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My City, the Forgiven

.. We say Welcome with a neon sign and a Strip full of options that just might ensure some -thing that happens here needs to stay. We paint sin in every color, ask you to place your bets and hold … Continue reading

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Fiberloo

(My poem, the rebel) . Don’t blame me. My poem named ……………herself. She also dressed herself, which might explain the turquoise tutu and the one purple knee sock and the emerald tiara. And the cape. Let us not forget the … Continue reading

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