Daily Archives: April 11, 2016

While the whole moves;and every part stands still:

(The evening shade pulls over suburbia on a random Monday.)   .. There is chatter in the street, the hollow thwack thwack thwack rattle of a basketball game, the whoosh of a neighbor’s SUV. The mesquites are tucking themselves in … Continue reading

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Wounds

(to write love on her arms) .. Scars are souvenirs you never lose. – GooGoo Dolls   Ask her about her wrists, and she’ll tell you she used to mar(k) her skin with sharp to chase the dark -ness, pierced … Continue reading

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Kitschy Kitschy Coup

    She’s more fiction than sigh -ence, more song than strange. She’ll taser you a small moon, a once-planet, a cold meteor shower. Give her an hour, she’ll rainbow her nesting doll way into your union. There’s no oxygen … Continue reading

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August and Everything After

You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget. – Counting Crows .. We sat on the hood of your car like it was our own Little Bighorn, and I finally told you … Continue reading

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Defending the Dawn

(an aubade)   .. Let the record show the awe of quiet. The spread of not-yet light across a waking sky. Leaf flutter lashes tumbling night from their grasp. Ask the birds your many quest -ions; have them swear to … Continue reading

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