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King of Birds (ii)
My brother was four-years older, already on the edge of escape: anger and a bullet proof vest his only companions. When he was younger, he thought he was Geronimo and wore a tattered headdress (bought from some roadside souvenir stand) … Continue reading
King of Birds (interlude)
He is the captain of shipwrecks, a brutal youth who can’t read a map to save his life. He digs for buried treasure in all the wrong places. He sails through the staggering hills of the Pacific Ocean believing that … Continue reading
King of Birds (intro)
My mother only took photographs of sadness. The Crown box camera clicked and fluttered; the wide-eyed shutter collapsed like a hesitant flower with withering petals. The camera looked like a hearse and the images were minor funerals; the death of … Continue reading
Ruins (e-minor)
She sleeps with her weary ghosts too tired to make them believe that there is a better place for haunting, a place beyond the immeasurable sleepy self where dark dreams conspire to pull them all beneath the surface where life … Continue reading
The Prophet
The prophet is handing out poems to the dead hoping to inspire the next great resurrection. The dead are showing no interest and the poems lie scattered in the graveyard like torn leaves. He’s always been known for putting band … Continue reading
Lament (v.1)
Who, if not you, will recognize the silent unease that plagues my heart? Silence roams the depths of my tortured chamber and haunts it with doubt. I lay stunned by the shock of your absence amidst my desperate cry of … Continue reading
The Battle of Little Bighorn
It was the summer of the Battle of Little Bighorn. My brother and I stood on the last stand hill beneath the shredded prairie sky. We watched the green fuses of fireflies swell and burn above the sea of buffalo … Continue reading
One Wing
Fate is a dark angel and deaf to our desperation + doubt. Every kite ever flown, every first day of school, the photographs taken when his blonde hair would still curl are no consolation; considering the sweet tinctured sea that … Continue reading
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