abuse has no before,
no after.
small windows for unfeeling birds.
I saw nothing fantastic.
an angel
freezing to death
in a somersault. a mirror
coming out of its skin. emptiness
the size of a pea
no pea
empty
everything but the barn is red. the barn is the shape of red. one can jump from its roof and never land. deafness, my proven ladder, puts her mouth into words.
she wash
in horse
her father’s
hands
/ of a grief misplaced by loss
if it’s missing
from your life
know
I’ve eaten
for Kazim Ali
pain has no spirit, I am never
so sad
that I can’t
scrape
the neighbor’s
car, probably
you won’t
survive, babies
are all
the same, I recite
what sounds
pretty, it seems
less happens
in the winter, to animals
and bread
‘sister played outside with a broken arm
and the wind turned her into a constellation.’ – Allie Gilles
a piece of ice
in my mouth
I’m kissing
a screen door
in Ohio
eternity
is a doll
reading
a menu, memorizing
a license plate
and doll
the first
eating disorder
in space
the words
I disappear
to say, the circle
I can’t
finish (that devoured
is the mouth
of nothing’s
babe) the knowhow
to inherit
immediacy
I don’t have very long
says the stone / all sadness
recent
AT {isacoustic*}
Leanne Drapeau
the body broken,
poured out. – {from} love has all its teeth intact
/
Adam Hughes
Tonight the fugitive gods limp
away, – {from} Kemper Street Hymns
//
Jon Cone
and the heart-ache
that occupies the land is yours alone in hope. – {from} YOU ARE NOT LATE, IT IS ONLY THE PRELUDE THAT PLAYS
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reviews:
Many Full Hands Applauding Inelegantly – poems – Darren C Demaree
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