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Late at Night

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My eyes hold my mother. It's not easy being human she tells me. She always told me. Sure, but the stories are lovely. We all know that. We generate the tales, tell the tales, kiss our children. Live on in their eyes, though, don't…

Otherwise Chaos

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“It’s okay” Her psychic from Santa Fe Said on the speaker phone live and love and create otherwise chaos

Arcana Magi Zero + Pure - c.7

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Keiko covered her arm while holding the staff. She looked up and saw morning breaking through the sky, but something was unusual about it.

Satisfaction Unachieved

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if he could climb from his grave...

Cardboard Suitcase

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There are no atheists or agnostics in our family.

Little Hands

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She would now return to the waves and look for another shell to add the latest beautiful moment to her treasure of memories.

The Stanislavski Code

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Your eyes would click to my stride as I walked past the table where you sip your coffee. I would feel your gaze, but ignore you from a practiced sense of pretense.

The Same Light

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No matter the differences, we can be happy in similar measures.


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and the smiles light the way when the wind blows the darkness

eleven by eleven by five

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(the hourglass has not gone digital, oh no,/but these days, silicon is in with the sand)

The Man Inside

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...her facial twitches, gasps and whines, her moments of trapped silence.


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Scenes of anxious

Wolf Moon

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Keeper of the balance. Husband of the night.

American Passage

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The moon, a cataract cloaked in its charcoal fog, slowly seeps among the trees; night's unguent.Its glance is constant and white,its arc known. I watch its brow of bone with constant wonder.The long, slow funeral of America is taking its time; its…

Wayward Souls

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Katie knew about clearing out, it’s what she had just done; cleared out, cleared away, clear across the country.

one, two, stop

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march, walk

Paper Horse

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The trouble with paper horses was not how flimsy they were when you were flying them, reigns in hand, high enough above the treetops that falling would mean more than a bruised knee.

While More She Tried to Babysit Me at a Party When I Was Stoned, But There Was a 'Block' Between Us. It's Why Since For Ever an

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d anon., I've Had Trouble "Loosening Up." I've got to keep my pump primed, don't I?

words, for you

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My lips would, if they could, be concerned exclusively with kissing.

American Soul

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At one time it appeared that Everyone was walking their own angel On a leash, but Now we're not that sure at all And it could come out in song That it might really be the angels Who’ve been walking us All along All this broken glass

Chlorine Dream

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death spoke in a swimming pool in late june:

Mr. Creeping Hands, Gum-Popping Granny and Crabby Newspaper Guy: Welcome To Your Local Library

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Giving challenging patrons funny nicknames is a "library thing."

Now It Is Done

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How have we let our lives pass

Let Us Never Say Goodbye

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Parked on a stretch of forgotten highway, the truck idled, the cab radio jangling softly with biscuits and gravy and the deathless sweet Clementine of country music. Jake touched the volume up, took a swig of Old Crow, and recapping it, stashed the bottle under the seat. He…

Three Short Pieces

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#spotify / Elevators / Sky Burial Monologue

With My Eye

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my space heater throws a pale orange light my white candles flicker in the middle of the night

The fractal subtext of violence

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"I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive…"

Grief Leaves the Room

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It leaves on a Saturday,suddenly, while you are raking leaves or taking out the trash.Those inevitable, boring things.You do not hear it go;it's been quiet before when it left certain rooms. It no longersleeps beside you, and you learnedlong ago that the bed was…


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We flew./ In my dreams, I can fly.

The New Year

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Early this morning I open the new year book on the first page. It's still blank, without words, without lines, without images. There is nothing to signal, to report. Perhaps soon there will be cries and tears, black stains on the paper. Hopefully also some coloured …