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Tag Archives: Orion
…. We steal celestial moments, thread our words through belt loops touched only by gods light years away. We call names. Fall apart. Whistle and wait for the echo of our own syllables. The stars are pin-prick cat prints on … Continue reading
.. Orion’s got a limited number of belt loops. We’ve confirmed. So if you find yourself just spinning around out there in the middle of all that black scrimshawed sky, buckle your seatbelt, ……………and bring a flashlight. ..
(the vigilance of stars) .. well. i think we might just have something here, lost in all this blue. do you remember the way the earth swelled when you smiled? the wild heart abandon of that breeze? i’ll ask … Continue reading
open sesame that moon, she’s posing as a bowl of milk, the open -ing rind of a sweet can’t -aloupe, arresting of tongue but stilted and squat in its own lack of light. familiar, this. mercy flowing, served up among … Continue reading
.. the one caught in heart and craw, the raw ache that takes your breath. bury it high in star- stung sky, let Orion belt- beat it to death. ..
. This night sky, falling. Orion’s loosing his belt. I give him five stars. . NaPoWriMo, day 29.