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Pirate Moon

.. Shiver me timbers and shimmer me, quick under this evening’s Cheshire grin, stretched out over this stolen sea. Watch the stars melt against an ebony skillet sky, bubble over into something simmered, salted slender, small. Just a slight lull, … Continue reading

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this poem is an also-ran.

.. spread it in black -berry jam, and sand -wich its spell, and perhaps you can tell yourself it’s worth its sticky self, paid in full. {naw} this poem is a desperate lull, a null and void call to arms … Continue reading

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