Monthly Archives: September 2010

Beheaded by Fence Line

i Their faces beheaded by fence line grotesque laughter, contort a bent double to disappear them then release them back to exposure’s buzzing yellow of dirty night.   She sits in watch of small frames detailing mimicry without and marks … Continue reading

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The Morning Commute

Gas pump under yellow light passes by through windows of fog. Coffee cup spills in the cup-holder.   The road and light bleeds into sky. Mist, like a creature of myth, shrinks back slowly and is forgotten.   Interstate and … Continue reading

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Men

They gather to build the fire, men of older dreams, men of dead dreams. Talk is out of mouths that hear to a world unseen, and fingers feel with knowing eyes use of axe and wood. Laughter comes just before … Continue reading

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In Another Season

South wind shivers the leaves an anxious relief from summer’s heat, and the moon fights a thin cover that might, in another season, be a storm.   Bushes groan laments against the splintered fence, and grass blades whisper so quiet … Continue reading

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