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Drummer Boy
Poem I knew a boy once, tall as a bell tower blew past six feet like an acquaintance in the super market he didn’t feel much like talking to. Played drums, of all...
A Lament for Margot
There was not one second, not one tiny sliver of a moment when I didn’t think you were beautiful. You, among the trims of taffeta, the trails of incandescent pearls. You, standing in the...
Dream October 2012
I was a gypsy child last night. My skin tanned by countless days beneath the sun of our forest. Only about 13 or 14. When the soldiers come and separate us, I recall glimpses...
Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Three
Serial Fantasy “Oh, hello there, little thing,” the immortal said at the sight of her. “Is that mine?” The human gestured to the red fruit in the immortal’s hand. She was a clever girl....
The Present Past
Life Poetry The baguette shaped scar on my finger reminds me of a time when I still believed in magic When I thought I was the reincarnation of a pharaoh’s wife When I used...
