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  Root Cellar

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  “Granny, can we go yet?” we ask. She pats our heads with wrinkled hands. “Go fetch me some potatoes. And Terry, remember, no more unwanted pets.” We giggle as we remember and race off running down the hallway outside. The old farmhouse whitewash is cracking off. We peel a little an...
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  Snow Grotesques

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  Formed from nature’s elements the battle of warmth and cold heaps of white powder, sugar grains lumped together. Slowly eroded by snow, rain, cars new forms emerge as snow grotesques....
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  Tinfoil Symphonies

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  Tinfoil Symphonies upon the waves Beyond the eager prow, That reaches for them, strives for them, But will never touch them now. Yonder the muted horizon shines With freckles that are ships, Landmass is a memory Among the clouds in wisps. The prow strives on, reaching hard, Obeying its ...
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  Random Snippet

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  I’m wild seas flecked with foam The death-cry of a swan, I’m arcane words writ on bone A rising blood-red dawn....
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  Paper Cranes

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  This is the truth I tell you: One thousand paper cranes equal one wish Carried up on parchment wings not melting before rain, nor incinerating at a lightning thrust. one equals one thousand or one thousand equals one. In the end it’s all the same (Aren’t we all, in...
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  Cronos

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  You were there at the rise of Cecrops, watched the snake-king die. You saw new empires form under the sun-burnt sky. Decades meant nothing to you, a single ounce of life. You watched it from your stronghold, reveling in the strife. You went by many names long ago, you were master of the...
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  Saving the Dogwood

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, Charlottesville, VA

  They had black rot, the tree man said, it would be dangerous for them to stay, so close and liable to fall on the house. But I think those three tulip poplars should have stayed. I remember that day clearly, the buzzing of chain saws, seeing the tree men climb with their slings and cruelly sh...
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  Crazy Cat!

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, A nice place in, VA
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  Abstract

  

  By Hannibal_the_Vegetarian_Cannibal, A nice place in, VA