Monthly Archives: April 2013

past imperfect, present imperative

Posted on April 19, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

for all of them If she were cut, if those had been  knives and not penises penetrating, if those were bruises and not black magic marker scrawling who was there on her tits as if she wore a wall for graffiti … Continue reading →

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Catastrophe

Posted on April 18, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Erasure from http://www.livingunderdrones.org/victim-stories/, and from http://nymag.com/nymetro/news/sept11/2003/n_9189/index1.html, Two missiles fired at our hujra we didn’t hear the missile and then it was there when I gained consciousness, there was a bandage on my eye. I didn’t know what happened I could only … Continue reading →

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other mothers

Posted on April 18, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Other mothers might not drive their sons to school in striped sleep pants– patterned neon tiger legs far from camouflage unfit for stalking; smoking, snarling and showing teeth to the radio, muttering poetry while those other mothers speak tongues in church, … Continue reading →

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Sunlight

Posted on April 17, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

morning’s a rough slap on the cheek, chasing dreams under the pillow

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word salad

Posted on April 17, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Some associations clang. I want to toss a word salad out the windows of widows– their eyes surprised by drift and shift of ships carrying no-one home but hope, no meaning to be found– just round sound unbound from syntax, a sin … Continue reading →

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Running

Posted on April 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Originally posted on A Prayer Like Gravity:
We ran there, my mother and I. We were running with the group, running in the street, running for the line. We were running when the first explosion tore the crowd apart. My…

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6033: On bombs, philosophy, and dark matter

Posted on April 16, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

there is more room in space for dark matter than we calculated still, we cling to the dirt of a tilted planet in a lopsided universe and wonder how we skew so easily dark the answer is not in philosophy or … Continue reading →

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