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