Tag Archives: Death

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

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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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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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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

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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

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The Museum of Suffering

They’re burying the dead again; as if they won’t simply rise from their graves at the next opportunity given them. What the grave diggers of the world fail to realize is that we are all unfolding, primordial particles to the … Continue reading

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