Soapy Moon in a Steambath

random lines of recent journals , dropped, gathered, and restrunglike pearls or knuckles or green light bulbs in the chandelier pt II dream of head on collisionswake with a start on impactbreathless and gratefulslash piles like pimples dot the slopes and meadowstrails snake along the mounds left there to meander and dwindlemelt underneath a boulder... Continue Reading →

Boneman Behind the Pear Tree at Sunrise

An orange skull, relentless, conversationalalmost, watches me each morning, its chinon the neighbor’s roof, its silhouette perfectin the pear and pomegranate leaves, vacuouseyes staring as if to threaten the sun to rise.Boneman will be reshaped or disappearedif the already-hot dawn breeze kicks up a bitbut it won’t, the hector shade of peach is allbut guaranteed... Continue Reading →

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