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Category Archives: Writing
a discussion of the heart in two years
a discussion of the heart in two years was his heart discovered, (at last) or was it left in its destroyed womb, a capillary burst jousting with iron equations? perhaps it was born too late, this heart forever in combat … Continue reading
our motion has always been constant
our motion has always been constant these things happen like thunderstorms in february you don’t feel them coming until the shingles are gone and you’re knocked down taciturn, tasting your blood in the gravel of your past regret. it is … Continue reading
and we were punctuated in five ways
and we were punctuated in five ways and somewhere we became an ellipsis our bodies unmoored from stable ruts in the road. (i will wait) and perhaps i was seeking a period a destination demarcated by your skin unable to … Continue reading
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
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
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
Pond Song
Pond Song A necklace of evening smoke plys its trade on her collarbones, mudhens swirl in the ebb jaws of pond water. “i thought they were coots,” she says, lolling her hair and a coyote brushes its thicket. Cattails nod … Continue reading
since when
since when since when does lightning attempt to make a reservation online? that seems counter intuitive and likely to fry circuits and all other sorts of unpleasant things. are my fingers insulated with polyethylene or am i missing something here? … Continue reading
Four Methods of Crisis Management
Four Methods of Crisis Management I. Hold your face even with a fountain and the shock of water corrects itself against your chin. Rain would be simpler; its drops fall in electable soundbites. II. Stop at every rest area the … Continue reading
Tidal Waves Don't Beg Forgiveness 