Monthly Archives: March 2011


spangled banner night comes crawling night comes night comes night, slow night tear-stained, fevered night comes creeping in the brush backed hills why do soft things linger slyly taunting us seducing us when will they come round to settle on … Continue reading

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a banded film across us traces more       than eyelids, more than stumps of expatriated limbs every texture drops to quilted blocks, the gray light,       frantic laps the wet cement the limit of displaced cartilage, a sense of carving bodies out … Continue reading

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