Daily Archives: March 16, 2016

indigo

.. i’ve got ink that lingers on my fingers, waiting to scrawl its way home. waiting to spill another …………..poem.

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Fetid Phrase

..   This poem is a houseguest who won’t leave. A cleaver of phrase, a raised rash that makes you wanna scratch off your own face. It’s a persistent pertussis, a whoop and a cough and a violent violet sneeze. … Continue reading

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