Daily Archives: April 8, 2021

have you met

  -a four? the sun’s a butterscotch candy on hungry tongue. those stars are pinpricks; the sky’s a scrim, the moon its door.   meant this five?  waggling fingers in song, stacking words to walls; palming psalms and silence. her head a cloud, her heart a poem.  all that’s … Continue reading

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by way of introduction

this poem is a bright blue skysong, scattered notescaught in brazen beaks.  she’s tweaked and kerned and leaned and learned her way to sigh-lence, and the violet violence of petalled eaves.  she’s a spangled dragon,blowing syllabled smoke.  a woman scorned,a jilted bloke.  this poem is … Continue reading

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