Daily Archives: March 7, 2013

Ubi bene, ibi patria

my fatherland is the land of my mother, the deep woods in summer, lichen walls shelved by bracket fungi where green is the color of silence I will gather moss, bed down wildness and breathe home

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nightmare

dreams, like bones, break hard so I sleep with eyes open awake, I can blink

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One more thing–all you wonderful people who offered up work! Boomie, I gave S. yours, and Noel, we are all set too.

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the lost commandment (and a nod to TS)

Damn Israelites and their habit of melting jewelry into idols in the valley, while over their heads a voice that burned bushes, hardened hearts and spat frogs escalated to a shout shaking mountains: too close to the real, it was easier to kneel to a made … Continue reading

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