Tag Archives: poetry

Roadkill

Posted on March 10, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

That run, not away from but under tires, inevitable, I know it reflected in that unblinking flash of eyes and tail white in my headlights bone meets metal in an unstoppable grind to nothing but blood on concrete, cooling to a statistic … Continue reading →

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al(but not quite)most

Posted on March 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

You brought perfume for Valentine’s day, but it was Jovan’s Musk for Men, and because it wasn’t as bad or as permanent as tattooing my name dark blue, misspelled, right where your neck fuses into your chest, that clavicular arc I … Continue reading →

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random generated insanity

Posted on March 9, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Everyone’s bipolar, he says, preaching paradox and reductio ad absurdum easy, as if insanity is imperative, unremarkable as brown eyes or blond hair, and we, drying tears from our vision crave the pain dosed away with prescription pills plump with  placebo crap. … Continue reading →

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Ubi bene, ibi patria

Posted on March 7, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

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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the lost commandment (and a nod to TS)

Posted on March 7, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

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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April isn’t cruel

Posted on March 6, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

April isn’t cruel. March is the bitch dressed in ice and mud, surrendering patches of green the sun frees, not with heat but insistent light. Sap runs now, the tips of trees greening despite the snap still in the air, … Continue reading →

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V is for Violence and Violation

Posted on March 5, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan Daniels You return always to your ritual Of force, foaming like fits of fury Heart of steel, to stages of stone, long assumed gone, Dormant but dominant Clenched fists of metal rusting Behind its lustre of … Continue reading →

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