Monthly Archives: September 2013

Stones in the River

Just when I think I let you disappear as if you were a river-worn stone slipping from my palms to the indulgent mud-ripe river bottom– You show up in my Google Drive And it’s just a poem of yours this … Continue reading

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What It Means To Die Happy

When the nights are hollowed–:bluebrisk from the outside in. . .I feel that I am close to death.Because even in a placelike autumn’s bosom,where the beauty of summer’s breathslowly dies and turns to blackbrown ash,I am full to the brim … Continue reading

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a thousandth of a second at 3:14am

At three o’clock in the morning silence is so loud crickets orchestrate through my thick walls the river flows in rapids with an angry passion. Saturated air weighs more than my naked body there is no human-movement outside; the world … Continue reading

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