Chris Bighorse
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Through the JunkyardA Poem by Chris BighorseI have just enough vocabulary to attach long words to short meanings,syntaxto tangle the tips of tongues. The rest I've thrown into a junkyard in.. |
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BatterA Poem by Chris BighorseI was able to pour meaning on paper, thick like batter. Just another washed up poet from the rez making a living off a language not his own. .. |
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TasteA Poem by Chris BighorseI taste you like I taste gun metal after a bloody nose, like pennies under the tongue. You're subtle, passionate, precise, like sipping poison, .. |
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SecretA Poem by Chris BighorseFor Jacky |
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Sometimes VIIA Poem by Chris BighorseSometimes a photograph will remind me of a cluster of clouds. |