Dream Sonnet
Dream Sonnet I remember teacups rattled when the subwayrumbled beneath the sidewalk and a manwhose muse was...
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airborne routes
airborne routes crooked shadows of branches on the snowgrow sharp in the glow of early sun, dawningmaps of...
Undisclosed
Undisclosed Their love is clothedIn the undisclosedThe wind is whippingHer scarf like a flagAnd he flies...
Self Portrait
Self Portrait An abyss of selfies in infinite regressLenses shuttered by blackRefrains of fire drowned in...
Days I Could Not Find
days I could not find the sundarling so blue without youday doesn’t die, it does it blind,it furies, it...
To The Dust excerpt
The Admiral stood hunched over the surgery counter, staring sadly at Phaedra’s placenta. She knew she had to...
THE BLUEST DAY
The Bluest Day There’s a glass of milk on the floorof iron plating soon to be spilled,arms and legs of a...
To The Dust: Vesuvius and Groomstool discuss their Lord and Lady
“What can I do for you today, Lord?” Vesuvius asked. “Tea?”Groomstool sighed as he took his seat. No way was...
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