Daily Archives: June 12, 2015
. It’s dark in here, but isn’t it always, deep in the corners where the most brittle bones lie? I’ve got seven lives or so that say we’ll make it out of this one, see the sun again and try … Continue reading
.. The nose hole on a skeleton forms a perfect upside-down heart. This is not something she knew before, or ever hopes to know again, but standing here ankle deep in shed leaves and waiting for sirens, she sees it. … Continue reading
original, by E.E. Cummings: prompted by quickly, who invites us to put some spin on an existing poem, leaving the original title. i’m in an E.E. mood today, and i freakin’ love this title.