Monthly Archives: March 2014

weeds

No matter how often we are trimmed, pulled, sprayed into submission with tear gas or roundup we riot we grow, we grow tangled beautiful in spite of ourselves and in spite we call living we seed and go where air … Continue reading

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perception

If you saw me and not my colors peacocked on a page if you saw the thin mouth the flat feet you would say this woman knows more about bread baking and when to plant seeds than that precise moment … Continue reading

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caught up in the spell of moments sunrise is an incantation of morning a ritual turning of earth we forget the swell of time that perfect or imperfect wave we have no choice but to catch or roll under

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for the families

Our widow’s walks are empty. Nobody is ever lost at sea anymore, not forever. We want debris to sift through, the black box tracking mechanical last moments. We need to number the bones in their sleep, and hope through all … Continue reading

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box canyon

You shoutafter the after brings silence but nothing answersexcept this echo

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thread

nothing is sacred anymore except the most feelings & those are caught between the teeth of beasts we feed tears & dragged, unspooling what is our fine in threads a spiderwebbed trail over & through every(one)thing

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=nox

the birds bring it in hope, not science that greening at the tips of trees the run of sap a tilt towards warm not felt yet, but measured in daylight

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