This site contains a few pieces that use ‘swear’ words or relate to sex or other ‘adult themes’.
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Thank you for the versions, the visions, the voices, fiddles, drums, electric guitars in my head, and the chanting, the wailing, translations of ashes and orchids and terrified cities. Thank you for rinsing me. Thank you for unmasking me, washing and anointing me, in cloth-of-love clothing me, filling my dark church with candles. Thank you Read more
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There’s a live radio version from 2008 in this interview. Like sunlight, I needyour love. Like a tree high on sunlight, I am your sunlight. Made of your rich rays. In all my naked nights they are stars. In all my empty rooms they are chairs. In the splattered dark they are angels’ voices and Read more
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Your face of … everything. Hands: plain strength. Your houseful of angels elbows and angles feet in their cases in all the wrong places Your boot on my heart, squeezing out blood blood onto the page blood into the world blood all over the place Your mouth on my Read more
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Storm Sing songs: sweet bells in the night the blackbird and the kite the tree-ghosts in the white the storm and the morning light dark and light black and white string and kite all afternoon, all night. Sight Night is where we are. Kite is what we are, Read more
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Imagine being his wife— with that voice singing for you, singing for the world, with that passion, breaking like desperate surf over the worn airwaves, singing about old lovers in candid metaphor. Imagine being his satellite of love with that black hair flying, those leatherclad thighs dancing onscreen. Imagine knowing all his weak places, his Read more
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