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Dragon Fodder

I’m quite certain I shall be delicious, all crunchy toasted marshmallow center. But first, you exquisite beasty, let’s dance. For I have ever been more enamored of your scaly sway than a thousand simpering princes. You lead. I’ll stay. I … Continue reading

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The Stories We Tell Ourselves, In Order {To Stay}

Love bites, love bleeds. – Def Leppard . We say we might flee. That these bleak skies are too much. That we might touch peace again if only we leave. We say we might be better apart. That the stilted … Continue reading

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Pre-amble

{What Came Before} First things first, I’ma say all the words inside my head… – Imagine Dragons   .. She breathes fire and wonders why the world burns so. In the beginning was the word, and she kerned herself sane, … Continue reading

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Scoundrel Dragons

You’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good, baby you’re no good. – Linda Ronstadt ;; Too much is still rearranging. Changing. Are they breathing fire or cotton candy fluff? Wasn’t it enough that they had teeth, and talons? … Continue reading

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still trying to hug that blue-green marbled mess

i think that i have finally be -friended the dragon. she and i, we cool. we drool in fire and sky, and fly in the face of fear. she slays me with her wit, her will, her whim and want. … Continue reading

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Stranger than Dragons

A short-term effect an echo and a stranger’s hand – The Cure .. The clouds have teeth again, and the echo …………(echo, echo) of skin and talons on whale-sized bones. They breathe in great fire hands that reach for nothing … Continue reading

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Objects in the Rearview Mirror are Farther Than they Appear.

.. This poem is a brand new day, the quiet silver buttoning of my lips. It’s the scribbling of my heart. The starting of something startling, the plowing of inky crow through fresh fallen paper snow. This poem knows her … Continue reading

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