Monthly Archives: August 2013


by Christopher Raley   We sat on the porch sleepy in the sun. The breeze was high up   in the tops of trees and brushing bellies of solitary clouds.   The shed door creaked like a ship on bare … Continue reading

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by Christopher Raley   Our day broke apart into bits of sleep and bits of waking.   Our day broke apart and sleep was cold and the wake was struggling.   Our day broke apart funereal shrouds to pale dying. … Continue reading

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