Month: January 2025
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Haley Heynderickx
Swans flutter around a pond of street water Horns barricade solemn strength gateposts fingers cry out in perfect harmony like a stranger from the balcony One who is good, like...
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menstrual marching bands
communication, my one-time friend the texts and sources of ha’p’orth descriptions of elaborate feelings cycling with sounds of thoughts like menstrual marching bands so alone, so accompanied by waves of...
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Tomorrow, we fold
tonight we are scarce materials like savage bursts of accompaniment that tailor burrowing angles against a doorway of hallowed memories, never the same way following overlapping clovers and sky patrons...
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Cat Clyde is on the Ocean
Cat Clyde on an ocean with vast pores there are no blues singing in the fish or the octopus that she inhabits from time to time, being the scarecrow silent...
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Spaeman of Silicone Mattresshouses
Dross foundry workers like a spaeman’s son of flexible nouns Moldau rushing past grocery isles and silverware salesman, the heroes of our day when the saints of letters fabulate adjoining...
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The Impasse Up North
Fabricated witnesses soiled soldiers Regimented ceiling tiles fabric archways A stone relief a saturated pore Two times the difference between the rich and the abstained glory Celebrated reminders Solemn oaths...
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Acts of God
An epiphany is not an act of God no matter how dire the circumstances A resolution is not an intervention no matter how noble the cause A crisis is not...
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Diastole Consumption on Rockmary Leaves
search coil rockmary leaves turncoat consumption like dire forgetfulness left in the heart of all that are grateful, all that are passionate, like filled diastole vases and subsequent murmuring, too...
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“You’re Improving”
Dances across everglades grass marshlands and pedestals early piers stepping between floors and untenanted interposed suppression of arts and letters | the physics of getting older in a path to...
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Broken rocks in the footprints
Majestic shell-stirred pebbles accustomed to neglect Hiding under Her feet this night and this morning She can heal the pebbles, just as She can bring together what was separated by...