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PoetryAt the End of Everything
Our brother is dying His tired bones grinding to dust. Even without a body he yells with great fire in his voice. Enough rage…
PoetryTree Haunted
Nothing remains in this little town that knew me as a young girl except the stumps on our farm— elms, Douglas firs, and maples…
PoetryHer
her heart was obsidian her brain neon her words static ◊ the streetlights buzzed like trapped tourists not looking at the road but straight…
PoetryFernando Again
It’s a turning month, Marzo, brimming blue sky the red birch sticks and pine fans puzzling white flower boxes while stone lions grimace as…
PoetryCounting the dandelion seeds is futile
Counting the dandelion seeds is futile as is watching the tadpole waddle in endless circles within the confines of a jam jar when something…
PoetryShade of Green
Geese flying over an emerald expanse season of sound, rustle of a leaf rounding up of the fallen In the shade of a still…
PoetryBut Seriously…
Satire is dead, sarcasm is right behind and any outrageous vaudeville push-back is almost always true on its face. They’re either eating the dogs,…
PoetryA Love Poem
I hope there’s hope for you and flying on your bike with fireflies from men bend down, construction sites and when you float or…
Poetryin the cowboy movies
he is a lone silhouette that moves through the dust smooth as a silver dollar there are always gunslingers jagged and dirty the whiskey…
PoetryBUTTER CHICKEN – De Rerum Entibus Caelestibus, 76.
76. CLOWNCHILD Look, Jack, you read my mind without permission?—made your bed, now sleep in it. I’m sick all this tiddlywinks. I’ve got a…
PoetryOnce the Sun Departs
Now come the bitter days when we seek an ardent animal to breath life into our flickering fires. There’s the foxy carmine flames of…
