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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

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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

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The Biography of Maria Callas

Her mother had episodes of grandiosity and forced Maria to wear expensive dresses that were too big so that she could not go outside and play with the other children. There was never a lemonade stand and rarely were there … Continue reading

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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

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A Brief History of My People

We were born in the City of Darlings and came to believe that in the world of spoon bending, it is the thought that counts. These hand crafted illusions have been passed down from generation to generation and we are … Continue reading

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Trapeze

She was first and foremost a trapeze artist a high wire woman made of stone who blindfolded everyone around her. You don’t have to fall in love with everyone you see she said, as she lit a cigarette and smirked … Continue reading

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what becomes

Stars fell from the sky + silently slipped into the sea/ blind as they were/ as if to recover from some atmospheric indifference. {Can you imagine the arcs of illuminated surface?} How long before absence becomes the abyss? Swallowing shipwrecks/ … Continue reading

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