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Tag Archives: writing
over easy
here, let’s talk about things scrambled or sunny side up?can you pretend to hear me over the sound of cooking the recipes you bought me without receipts?or would it be better for you as you bake this new cake of life and … Continue reading
station
station is this on i can’t seem to find a signal you came in so clear from the start. tumbled bottles on keyboards unbuttoned shirts you and me always from the start dialing through frequencies. this station is on but … Continue reading
diagnosis
diagnosis viewed on a label the script screaming against a label bleached by order five words separated by indignant colons this is clarity this is not chaos you have fought sterility been defined by the denial of your heart’s drum … Continue reading
afternoon interlude
afternoon interlude …watching a beautiful sky with a brisk wind flitting through the trees waving their leaf flags like wands. my daughter chatting to herself, golden hair a parachute of hope and innocent joy. my hands typing, fingers plying a … Continue reading
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of the whole
of the whole as slight as a firefly, this furtive glance back into the memory of your hurricane hands leavened into mine the first time. i remember slickened streets, lampposts watching over our gait. both of us in awe of … Continue reading
length
length in monday’s fog she arrives, a knife slicing through the grey haze encasing me. her fingers feather my eyelids, telling me to unwrap my story. here it is: i was broken, my nerves crawling snakes from the width of me … 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
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 