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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

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What Do Your Flowers Say Now?

I was on the edge of the mapped earth, where I rode the waves of anguish and lash, bandied about the suffering crush of the water’s cruel intent to drown. The gulls mad dash, lurch and startle, made the suffering … 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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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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A Question of Why

William Blake is a wretched wick of burnt candle whose light quivers rather than glows. His etchings grind the grains of their subjects into some steel image of permanence. Something he will never be. He is more like the dust … Continue reading

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#9

I’ve been dead for years, splayed on the flywheel of uncertain tides/ Banished by the gods to iridescent indifference, a fuse of failure/ Please sign here, in blood for the bones of yours alone/ The bruises become wings on which … Continue reading

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#3

Heartbroken birds with broken beaks orbit the wilting stem/ While the tide arrives, ocean graves for the broken vow allowed/ Shipwrecked strangers with ghosts and shackles/ Fountains of fate and futures left undone/ The smothered sun shines blind, a lunar … Continue reading

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