Monthly Archives: September 2016

Throwing Stones

… i Shouldn’t, really. (Glass houses and all that C   R    A     S    H -ability.) ii Skip it. Long and low, across the waves, (or whatever saves you from the rest of the storm.) iii The one that … Continue reading

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pen, {de:constructed}

you try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget… – Counting Crows   i. -sieve. it’s a sieve. it leaves behind the ashes and brings the fire. it stills; it st(r)ains. ii. sword. … Continue reading

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mushroom faerie

  play magnetic poetry here.     

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{Of words, and eggs}

Photo by Emily Blincoe   …   Perhaps they (the words, the eggs) crave ……..(kingdom, phylum, class,) order in some fiber of their being: shell, albumin, yolk. Or maybe they (these words, those eggs) enjoy the way we like them … Continue reading

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Shhhhhh…

… I’m writing. I’m fighting. I’m flighting my fancy out into the sky: a swirled-up mess of strange. I’m (un)boxing my shadows, inviting them to play. I’ll say what I mean and (not) mean what I s(l)ay. I’ll stay. But … Continue reading

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Politicked off

{a pity party}    ..… There’s no debating: just a bunch of persuading, degrading berating lie-trading evading and unbraiding of truth. They’re casting stones from golden thrones and I just find it all too absurd. I’ll be casting my cares … Continue reading

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I Aim, too, please.

.. Brush up on your smile and stay awhile. Today, we’ve just gotta flossum and jet some.   ..

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i cloud go on.

… i am cirrus -ly fluffy and ready to alto my nimbo way past this stratus -fear.   ..

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Go, Ogle

… Gia walks these gemstone streets, a Gemini uncoupled. Break her open and you’ll find her elbow’s broken but her (searching) soul’s anew. She’s an ogre in indigo jeans, and she means well when she says Jell-O is the best … Continue reading

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A Chair, a Stair and a Half-Eaten Éclair

  .. The preacher’s got another story for us, girl. One where the truth is un -leashed, creased down the middle and unfolded on a (four-and-twenty blackbird) golden throne. Rapunzel’s there, and she’s unlocked, brushing up on her blond phonics … Continue reading

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