Daily Archives: November 12, 2017

Widdershins

.. This poem used to be a butterfly, but now she’s a worm again, back in her own wiggling skin, without wings. Sometimes she s(t)ings to the touch, too much for just any ear to hear, too low a tone … Continue reading

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Let’s Talk About the Road to NoWhere

Get used to righteousness when it makes you feel whole Gonna be a transformation, baby, down in your soul. – Van Morrison  .. Let’s talk about the way the sky was reborn tonight, crimson in its own skin, pulled tight … Continue reading

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