Daily Archives: June 14, 2016

spilt ilk

… she’s of that kind that likes ink, the spill of it, the thrill of it, the will of it to smear itself to page in love or tears or rage. she’s cut from indigo sky-cloth, swathed in cloudskin. Trimmed … Continue reading

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This Brushfire Bristle of Beard

      photo credit: pixbay.com .. .. It’s weird. The way things got all fragmented and strange, rearranged into less. I was whole once. I think. You see, it’s very difficult to say since the day the better part … Continue reading

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