Monthly Archives: July 2013

confederate widow

–Author’s Note: This one needs more work but it’s off to an interesting start. confederate widow she reminded him of a confederate widow, dressed in grief and valor shaded by southern points demarcated by spanish moss and inherited lightning.  the heat … Continue reading

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on rain

on rain the rain has broken.  the interrogation was indeterminate, an unfixed missile with split contrails guided only by his shakedown of the clouds. his intent was to identify facsimiles and starve out imposters laying claim to melancholy. this is … Continue reading

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actuality

actuality was his heart discovered, (at last) or was it left in its destroyed womb, a capillary burst waging iron against equations? perhaps it was born too late, this heart, forever jousting against some wooly beast gnawing at arteries. or … Continue reading

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pattern

pattern where or what and you began. or was it begot or begat? all the same, i walked the circuits of your toes, their digits talking of flotsam or jetstreams that same greenish hue of cornstalks waddling in air you … Continue reading

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