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Shaky Hands, Sturdy Chalk

.. When the words won’t flow, she smudges tiny poems.   .. In November, we poem.     

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The Bridge at Midnight Trembles

You walk into the room With a pencil in your hand… – Bob Dylan, Ballad of the Thin Man .. You ask it a question or two and you hope it knows some things and that it might sing if … Continue reading

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something more than someday, too.

.. she’s doing it again; layering her skin with doubt and promise, polishing the way she says I’m fine when she means to scream. she’s counting all the clicks and the tics and the tocks and the way that the … Continue reading

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pen, {de:constructed}

you try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget… – Counting Crows   i. -sieve. it’s a sieve. it leaves behind the ashes and brings the fire. it stills; it st(r)ains. ii. sword. … Continue reading

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Sleepwalking through Slivers

.. Caught in his claws, she can’t get (Out,) free, can’t see the light beyond the bars. Out (damn’d spot, I say!) of her mind, she counts (one; two:) her blessings, few, her sorrows full. He has tainted her with … Continue reading

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