THE ROOM THE BROOM WAS IN
The room the broom was in Was unswept and the lady wept Her auburn hair in the last flare Of sun tied back in a bun That pinched her face a grimace So profound no sound...
Read MoreThe room the broom was in Was unswept and the lady wept Her auburn hair in the last flare Of sun tied back in a bun That pinched her face a grimace So profound no sound...
Read MoreBlack Candles Curtains blown like sails Brickface florid with sun Black candles all around Tongues blazing in the mirror Lady, last love lost You bay the sky you are...
Read Morestepping through a field of marbles, maple trees on either side and sunlight sprained on late summer grass all along Stonewall Point things you said and did grew green...
Read MoreTHE WOMAN IN THE WINDOW for Peggy Billings What did the woman in the window see What stars did her dark eyes rest upon Sleepless mind at the pane as it spun Hands of...
Read MoreDeath Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning Blind hands pulling the air Stub of his penis pierced With a...
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