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… she finds herself in mysterious skin, flush with ……(premise) promise, but hemmed ………(and hawed) in. she is just beginning to (accent) accept this new frame, these [brackets] and //bars//. she works ….(dances, runs, rhymes) to unravel this quiet dis … Continue reading
we huff and puff and blow dandelion fluff from here to kingdom come. go ahead, rub the genie’s lamp. rub the buddha’s belly. catch that copper penny fountain scent right between your teeth. we are salt-over-shoulder safe, falling for nothing. … Continue reading
… the stars are calling, a sonata -storm of sharp and shifting sky, and I am all fugue and fear. But there’s a cantata playing in the next universe, my dear, and we’re invited. .. Written for Poetic … Continue reading
.. I’m just sitting here with my go-go gadget batman belt, helping re-hang the moon. You said I was your proof of life. I just thought I was lighting your way home. .. In November, we poem.
.. , and the sky is falling in skywater shards, and stars. .. In November, we poem. ..
, we wish upon whatever we can scrounge: these shattered stars, the kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun and one last candle’s kiss. It tastes like copper -penny fountains and a stolen horseshoe score, a broken silver skystone all aquiver … Continue reading
We walk in hush under a humbled sky; hand- led, held to the beat of a broken moon, and a maze of dinosaur bones. .. Written for Poetic Asides.
Humanity i hate you… – E.E. Cummings .. she longs to shed …this weary skin, …….begin again ………………………..adorned in stars. .. twiglet #145.