Luna Tique Fringe : Writing

Seven Sundays, Past

Seven Sundays, Past

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


A collection of vignettes
Label Accordingly

Label Accordingly

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


inspired by sculpter Joseph Cornell's assemblege art, particulary Cockatoo with Corks http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/auth/cornell/
Who Washes the Dalai Lama's Robes?

Who Washes the Dalai Lama\'s Robes?

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


In the florescent glow, I was given a sign~ NO ATTENDANT ON DUTY DO NOT OVERLOAD THE MACHINES Between cycles and Turkish cigarettes, I medi..
i started a poem that i am not sure i will ever finish

i started a poem that i am not sure i will ever fi..

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


a collection of vignettes, individually titled
out of body, out of my mind

out of body, out of my mind

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


stranded on a montana highway out-of-gas but not out-of-time, we spent the time we had saved from squeezing minutes out of days, in a leg-spl..
night market

night market

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


i smoke curls through my head like pick-pockets slither through the souq bells jangle, drivers shout balak! balak! their donkey carts clatte..
that bridge was crossed

that bridge was crossed

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


a letter to the girl i once was
the pain of pleasure in trailer park heaven

the pain of pleasure in trailer park heaven

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


his face was screwed into a grimace and he was breathing like a fat man lugging a keg up three flights she watched a vein throb in his neck, ..
god bless patsy cline

god bless patsy cline

A Poem by Luna Tique Fringe


It's not a tribute poem.

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