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Daily Archives: April 8, 2022
laundry day
she knows bliss-fully nothing yet of ticket stubs to movies she’s never seen and crumpled-number napkinsand wayward lockets , but nobody told her not to check his pants pockets. ::
on withholding info from a distant sun
Tell all the truth but tell it slant –Emily Dickinson :: that certain slant of light doesn’t tell us much,and since we can’t touch its warmth the whole truth is not yet known. they tell you we revolve,that it absolves … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged Emily Dickinson, hungry tongues, phoenix, sun poems, tell it slant
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The Dread Pirate Mermaid Princess Poopypants
I shall not dance for you today, not on fins nor on siren’s sails. Not on confused muse mirrored lake, nor these damned pages. These quills hold porcupine stingand no lasting high,and I am tired. Even the syllables of my own name taste like dust. I’ve … Continue reading
A Bun Dance
They’re sticky in their own delirious skins and so they simply decide to cinnamon -sway and swirl the way that only rolled glee can. They’re frosted in footloose fancy free of all things chancy, and our stolen glances only egg them on. They’ll … Continue reading
Posted in April PAD 2022
Tagged A Bun Dance, cinnamon rolls, dance poems, dance styles, mmmmm, tongue in cheek prompts
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