Elizabeth Deane
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Cantonese Plane Flying HighA Poem by Elizabeth DeaneCircling and circlingthe nose of the jetPiercing the cloudslike a new ridgeor a birthstoneUrging and urgingthe tip of its wingsall askew andthe birds .. |
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SolemnA Poem by Elizabeth Deanegive me good and red and pink I will bleed it and rip it shredding it like papershredders razors on their wrists and I will sit in shame shamef.. |
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ClockeryA Poem by Elizabeth DeaneGhosts love ghosts. Taken from a dream. |
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Brava For RealA Story by Elizabeth DeaneIt was a start of slithering her mouth into the Honeysuckle. The flower's moaning was unstoppable. It had its own teeth, and they were grinding togeth.. |
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Birds Birds Yes, the Birds ScreamA Poem by Elizabeth Deane"B eak puncture my liver!"old trodder yellingthrough tubesfrom theirgrandmothers."I m your baby !I e a tyour horrid andsoothe my parching lipsand thei.. |
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There Were Wolves On My Door I'm Locking Them OutA Poem by Elizabeth DeaneDragging that tongue downDownEven downer into the floorboardWhere she sat and slept her headOn God's dirty Earth when herNape was rearrangedBarking on.. |
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