Monthly Archives: November 2015

forever, adjusted

forever,adjusted (for ck) have you ever traced the pattern of a wavelength on your lover’s back as she sleeps then wakes up? forever. have you ever lost the ability to speak when she does something as simple as loosening the … Continue reading

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quotation

quotation and i am awed at the way we talk inside of the words of others our own words coded in the lore of those before us the two of us breathing fire through the singed hides of our past … Continue reading

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dogwood

Author’s note: My grandfather passed just before my daughter’s birth in late October 2009. His birthday is November 6th, 1925. I think of him often. dogwood (for vernon wesley gause, sr.) i think of you under dogwood trees hands gnarled … Continue reading

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that time i wasn’t good and then got better and made a mixtape

..i was further north than south (re: “my winding wheel” by ryan adams). admittedly, i still quote ryan adams’ lyrics now, about 17 years after “heartbreaker” came out. what’s the difference, was it a girl then or a girl now? … Continue reading

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anticipation

anticipation i’ve seen you once had my tongue twisted into stripes until this second time coming i’ve mixed minor chords with major chords and traded narratives with you without touch (which will surely come with patience) now: nerves like a … Continue reading

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