The span of a decade, sequence of deep sleep spaces you have never lived pave their hollows into the brain set off an equation some other linguistic entity, some field that shook its stalks against a white porch light in a storm but that was not you there somebody else that is some other childContinue reading “Anaphora: a method to begin”
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“Make for Me a Sign”
If a name is a sign, scrawled by the universe at the end of a message, seven letters and nothing more, sent by the universe in the end of a note — when you stopped searching, when you quit looking for a word which meant something more than what was said, enunciated in your closedContinue reading ““Make for Me a Sign””
The Tree Climber
We Write Poems’ Prompt this week encouraged us to think about trees… The Tree Climber Falling from a tree — That’s a memory I lack, though I wish I had a scar, almost imperceptible, hidden on my shin or across my clavicle like the indent of a seashell sleeping under the bone — It would haveContinue reading “The Tree Climber”
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