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Freckle nosed girls borrow sand-whittled shells into shoe boxes, place them along high shelves, their tippy-toe reached treasure trove of..

Troubled genius blooms on my family's fetid tree, leaves falling to the ground like loaves of stale bread, light bulbs extinguished under bus..

Climbing hills to their summit to see as far as I dared, the ends of the earth how they tilted and swayed and buckled under the weight of m..

This sly winter raised its bare, wide arms, stark and still with empty expectation, buried leaf and whispering, mock-spry bud under pristine..

Your body seems to lay at high altitude where the air is thin and empty of your voice where a garland of roses instead is found for me ..

Word envy

A meandering rant at history's expense.

Those scarlet years have turned to a blue black haze a punch paltry sway of lush broke memory gravy thickened middle favoring the left si..

She haunted the attic staring at a TV screen, until the national anthem rang an alarm, belly swollen with teenage angst. She drank milk from the c..

Abstract, flashing images, married by blood... Spreading dark raven wings across the surfaceof reflective waters, cloaked in moonlight, swoopingbl..