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the night raymond carver came back as a ghost it was that night when we thought we could still talk to raymond carver. we were talking about love or raindrops or something as simple as a window’s four-paned pattern on … Continue reading →

Author’s note–This is a new piece and pretty simple. I’m playing around with a narrator who is (obviously) doing the very thing he’s saying he won’t do. I was inspired by Neruda and the confessional tone and took it up … Continue reading →

single (after abigail) talk to me again about ducks about feathers tell me your story when you are able let the glimmer squint back at me and bury these bones deep my hair isn’t as long as your gold but … Continue reading →

new document lay it out, straighten it fold the lines like so avoid the razors of margins gild the last pale light of the east that has been dispatched into the font of your breath. every comma is electric whispered … Continue reading →

So, here I am again, back with words.  I’ve been holding my breath in deep tones, not taking the time for a pause to breathe.  In a sense, I’m seeking a new iteration, a new voice that is grounded in … Continue reading →

anton, stop talking about moonlight, stop talking about glass. i’m glinting enough myself. did you hear that she left and didn’t turn back once, didn’t understand the way light captured itself in her hair? i’ve had it, i tell you … Continue reading →

described in a mirror, begging for crown torn like a sheet when crying, eyes present longed for in script, distraught in sweat rushed in crowd, expecting wanted in posters, angled by logic birthmarked in blue, oxygen redding at the crease … Continue reading →

you face it splintered eyes with vows hatching silver thatched chicks.  weep for the down, accept the triangled patterns of your pores.  stores are open, yaws jesting for advice.  give it to them but  don’t wince upon the catch, when … Continue reading →

travel me down then miles or eyelashes the quicker the better because history has a way of tricks played against our better wishes and risk is the same; risk is your lips the play of sand against our hands in … Continue reading →

Hi out there, I’ve taken a small hiatus from blogging for the last couple of months.  Will be back with some fresh stuff here shortly. Right now, I’m watching my three year old dance a mad dance as she chases … Continue reading →