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I live for the energy emitted by a symphony of sighs and a creaky front door. The shadows can hold me tight so long as your belt buckle...
Clean
moonlight filters down kissing my skin back awake washing you from me
River Bend
Poodle clouds curve around the hot sky surprising the eye with its wavering. Frogs leap below the low spruces, in cool, squishy mud....
The Boat
the Boat sits in the harbor and waits to swim for it hates to wait and yearns to join its friends and waits to swim and cross the oceans...
Compassion
I’ve heard it said that it takes effort to hate, that it is difficult to hate someone. I must disagree. Hate is easy. It is easy to...
Velvet
Wait for the winter, look up at the sky Your memory makes present what passed It may have been years, but night doesn’t change And...
Almanac
Walking the streets at night is like breathing We like to stand on green pastures; ashes to ashes, dust to dust Like betrayed statues we...
Gra/ey Area
I am in a state of perplexity, stuck between whether you raped me or I raped myself. Diluting all sense of rationality, a gray area...
Flathead
Music box toiled and free Twinkling stars pull their dim crescendo like a blanket spread over a waiting hug Wait for me Pondering is the...
The Leftovers
Bill McKee is the only employee left at the Burrito Parabola for his first-ever shift on closing time. Bill had only started working at...