Daily Archives: April 22, 2019

post-it notes to my sometimes selves

“She wanted so to be tranquil, to be someone who took walks in the late-afternoon sun, listening to the birds and crickets and feeling the whole world breathe. Instead, she lived in her head like a madwoman locked in a … Continue reading

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scribbling on the moon

.. we’ve borrowed Orion’s belt -sander, Icarus’ wax and wane, the silver-tipped nibs of these immediate stars. it’s quite a stretch, this lunar etch-a-sketch , but we hope you’ll read it, …………soon. .. In April, we poem.     

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letters to smallish dragons

  we scribble tiny syllables and tuck them between these bright petaled teeth, unsheath our quill-swords and pen the truth in praise and song. they long to be spangled in our word-skins, I think, saturated satiated in wee-stemmed ………………..ink.   … Continue reading

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Poem for a grackle {left on an olive leaf}

.. What a relief for you to caw me your truth, written in -visible ink on this ridiculous sky.   .. In April, we poem.     

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Bare Bones

  .. This poem is drawn ……(and quartered) in charcoal smudge and the sludge of lily pad glee. Stretch her in pencil-thin lines, out-of-time strings, the long lost things at the bottom of your artcase. Place her cloud-shy in a … Continue reading

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Litebrite

   .. We never knew what we were looking at until the colors filled in, neon bright against all that black. Rooster, rainbow, turtle, clown, king – the only thing we knew was these tiny spiky sparks could create a … Continue reading

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De-linquent

.. This poem has lost her license to drive to thrive to kill to spill – ink or ocean or sky or sea. to fish to wish to kiss and tell. She’s got no ID and no pass -port for … Continue reading

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