Tag Archives: National Poetry Month

tooth skin

april has been a weird month and i didn’t want this to be some analysis but i’m really struggling to come up with something and it’s 11:46 as I’m writing this and i’ve found that the pressure has a way … Continue reading

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nocturnal exhibit

artificial light seeps in from behind the inch-thick pane a crowd flattens into silhouette just for a glimpse but nothing happens this is nothing unusual and the spectacle they say is worth the waiting in the mean there are mutterings … Continue reading

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pro-choice egg thief

lizard trilling excitement a clutch unchaperoned embryo sucks down unproblematic load the remainder undamaged in throat a precarious matter making sand tracks back to the gap called home desert harsh one mother’s children dinner for another potentiality becomes an offering … Continue reading

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danger: keep out

frayed sneaker rubber catches on raised and split slab denim sticks but the pause recalibrates and retuned she notices the derelict building the way the plywood is peeled up from the corner of the window like an invitation that she … Continue reading

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there was music in her ears*

dreamy sea bobbing swaying robes walking roads pensive brow a bamboo thicket non-native but beautiful and terribly invasive she watches the gull smash an oyster on the slate shoal below and life goes on *this is a quote from the … Continue reading

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lucid

the empty orchestra an insignificant sound copper coiling rounds sky-bound battery makes little progress against glass sliding outside black-mat tar-blanket liquid bluing makes clean cut grass lazy torrents streaming feed the bay flotsam paralleling jetty the water here heavy and … Continue reading

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ritual

candles lit in round drop the background head drift begins body-heavy the correct configuration of gestures and tongue clicks begin a quantum shift bending causality to meet desire when done correctly it will be as if nothing at all is … Continue reading

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