September 2008
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A Fissure Apiece
how heartbreaking your eyelashes pressing urgently against the bevel to see the frothiness behind the dewy cup sprightly splinters round your pretty little eyes that squint to see the world rectangular
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The Little Hen
a little hen sips and stares from water’s edge across the bay she shakes her head from side to side and turns to fly away “oh” laments a broken swallow as ripples devour the maybe the melancholy ache like sinking stones to rock her like a baby
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Photoshopping Girls
a cabernet question tumbled from a tongue a stellar answer to confirm and confuse the floor was sticky by the bar and ceiling fans dried my eyes red and red at the corner and you just looked ahead you walked past the girl crouched on the curb through the glass to the empty yellow away on a train you rumbled i walked back past the girl crouched on the curb across to the corner red and red and into...