Daily Archives: November 1, 2015

April, and Everything After

.. Spring flung itself on her like a song, a remembering, a salvaged piece of sea glass spun right round to scattered sand. She’s gotta hand it to the moon, broken open too soon, shattered all pretty crescent loose into … Continue reading

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Universal Constants (& Other Inconsistencies)

.. The center of her ………….(uterus) universe has changed, gravity ………….(gravitas) shifted, lifted loose to sullen sky and full-flung swung on crescent phrase. She adjusts her velocity, ferocity, ………………..(felicity) multiplicity and may -hems and haws her way toward what? A … Continue reading

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Fading Soft into that Inky Night

. Alone, afterwards: ………….she stings. Alone, after words, ……………she sings.   .. Prompted by Poetic Asides, November Chapbook Challenge, day 1.       

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