This site contains a few pieces that use ‘swear’ words or relate to sex or other ‘adult themes’.
June 2014
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as I go past the half-built homes / back to my kitchen / at the end of my day / the moon’s on her setting arc / finding a path down the sky // her face is jaundiced / by smog and the dust / of all these construction sites … Read more
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To stay warm, I burn living and fossil wood, dry leaves and sticks of dung I smoke my lungs to black lace For eons cool Earth has tried to chill me out as I sit at the firepit in my charcoal clothes If I asked, she’d let me be the wheel in her water, the Read more
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Only this, the blue whisper of the leaves and strips of pale bark hanging high by the creekbed, quiet, decorative, inconsequential, only this, the black flower that blossoms in the chest of a woman until she can no longer breathe, until her voice becomes silently strangely sneakily slowly this, the blue whisper of the leaves Read more
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The moon is a piece of rock in the sky. One watches through locked glass as the other shuts a steel door and drives, under the black sky, under the moon that is a piece of rock, that couldn’t feel the test pilots brushing its surface, taking some samples, planting a flag. The moon is Read more
Jackson 