Monthly Archives: September 2020

Tanka

Lost in a warm lush yielding patternThe lunatic rhythms of fleshly desire

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Colloquy

A colloquy that hasProlonged beyondThe limits of speechAn unmapped regionThe first object in lifeClose on like a panting foeOr the flash that shows theFinger on the trigger perhapsReframing that familiar patch of shoreVivid and expressive communicableEven from the other side

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Close On Like A Panting Foe

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Presence

Her presence remains the one realityIn a world of shadows that someSuch day of harsh sunlight willExpose without warmth andThe most hackneyed words mayBecome vehicles of rare meaningEasy generalizations about deathThat do not disturb the repose of livingShould once more … Continue reading

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Leading To Her Secret Self

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Pure

Pure and radiant rich strange thingsThese are deep watersHigh serene timeless placesHalls and diamonds and ecstasiesAncient lost gracious ritesHuman faces divineRavishing fires of graceVision reality centers onThe discrete movementOf her ponytailAll the wayClear home

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These Days

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Venus

Photo: Russian Academy of Sciences/Ted Stry cracked terrain beneath hazy, diluted neon green light— Shannon Stirone k

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(Scam call) reported by miranda

they called while i was at work. they left a minute and a half long voice mail of heavy breathing. the only thing he said was “hello” and “they’re trying to force us to send this video”…. very very creepy … Continue reading

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My Dog Wrote A Poem

Some say the billowing sails of a shipOr the bright eyes of the belovedAre the most beautiful sight in this worldBut I hold it is a white Subaru WagonParked and waiting to be peed upon portrait of the author

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