beneath wire-frame oaks a north wind blows down the street. stripped bare of their ... CONTINUED
empty bottle
from atop her dresser i catch the occasional glimpse of deep blue sea as linen curtains ... CONTINUED
i lied
joanie's "diamonds and rust" echoes in my earbuds for the seventeenth time as i sip an ice-cold ... CONTINUED
comme ça
some things don't find their place, no matter how hard you jam them into a mold. but ... CONTINUED
like glass (a ghazal)
is a mirror more than silvered glass? and whose face appears within the glass? the hurricane ... CONTINUED
Sky Fall
i. Without warning the sky can fall in neat needle-stitched rows. Precisely spaced and GPS ... CONTINUED
Cruising Mammoth Road
I imagine every town has that road you cruise with your best friend, the tunes cranked loud on ... CONTINUED
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