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a bit abused,but still in working order. beats fine. runs sometimes, but only races the breeze. resuscitated in ’96, now clicks and ticks to the rhythm of true. slightly ask-ew about the world, and words. often absurd in both size and scope. a little tender, thin-skinned. inquire … Continue reading
my blood approves and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. – E.E. Cummings .. She’s fussing about out there in the garden again, cussing out the flowers. Loves me, loves -me-nots, forget-me-dids. Shattered … Continue reading
And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time. …………………………………….– The Tin Man, The Wizard of Oz .. To see how far we’ve ……(cobbled) come, you have to understand: we stood there, hearts ……………(or lack) in hand … Continue reading
Shhhh , and I’ll tell you one small snapshot secret: it’s got stops and starts and a staggered, stuttered b e a t. Don’t take a picture; it won’t last longer. Just stand quite still awhile ……and ……………listen. ..
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath .. I am a flicker of phrase in a curious jar. Firefly waiting. I am quiet lightning, … Continue reading
in the humidity. in the humility. in the hummm-idity of a new day. through the rainy breeze. through the whispering trees. through the raging seas of your own crazy brain. run four (and a little more) to clear your mind. … Continue reading
I am afraid of my own dark shadow heart. Afraid of the ways it stops and starts and stutters and strains to hear. Tired. Of its tirades and tears. Mired in the muck of its un -stuck rusted out … Continue reading
.. That was no ordinary twister, Mister, and Dorothy had a dream and now she’s on the hunt for just the right shade of crimson heels. Blue and white check and black MaryJanes are, at best, as country bumpkin as … Continue reading