Posts tagged ‘prose’
- 012.12.23possibly I was only ever a shape being bent into a bath of naked blood
- 012.8.23anthill’s undreaming god aches thoughtlessly below our usual rabbit place
- 012.3.23ohio snow and ohio ice protecting the same loss
- 012.2.23thunder hears nothing and this is the number of drinks it takes to like me
- 011.30.23in slow pain dying the wrong death I am asleep outside of a church founded by two forgotten search parties
- 011.28.23a frog howls its frogness to the totem mouth of grief
- 011.28.23we’ll know by cobweb the childbearing age of ghost
- 011.25.23I left in your movie the book of my drinking
- 011.24.23most towns have a week that starts on the day all the dogs play dead at once
- 011.23.23I read with my body the later works of touch
