Monthly Archives: September 2019

*aster-risk

Posted on September 24, 2019 by whimsygizmo

Humanity i hate you… – E.E. Cummings   .. she longs to shed …this weary skin, …….begin again ………………………..adorned in stars.     .. twiglet #145.     

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and the moon slips by, in silence

Posted on September 23, 2019 by whimsygizmo

she’s focused on her own un -doing, the waning of her wiles, the extinction of her ink. she thinks the world is flat, forgotten. rotten with unstirred souls. she’s sure of nothing. she’ll salt you clean with ocean sway, the … Continue reading →

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scribbling her scales

Posted on September 11, 2019 by whimsygizmo

she tries these wayward voices on for size, pens up and down the ivories to see the light and seize the dawn. she cries when the words won’t come, when they flit and fray and tease her from the shadows. … Continue reading →

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Magic Beans

Posted on September 9, 2019 by whimsygizmo

{Pandora Prays} I have traded stalks and stockings for bright boxes that open if you twist and turn and yearn just right. You call me sister, daughter, queen, nick my name for your want, your disaster, your separation from stars; … Continue reading →

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Cliff’s Notes Left in Wayward Drawers

Posted on September 9, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. Do you think we have finally held them long enough – these tangled things, our breaths, our hands? I’ll scribble you a sunrise if you’ll loan me one small rhyme. Let’s sell this sky for cobalt scrap; swallow dry … Continue reading →

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