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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I. Three inches down, the sand is still warm from the sun long after night falls. The grains hold themselves, their warmth, in small, quartzy bodies on the higher-up slope which the tide seldom touches. Not ten feet from the salt water, I lie with them; I feel their strange fingerprin...
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    The force of it strains, again trying to pull my breath out from under me. A mad jerk of the dead weight demands a tribute of tears; bursts my lungs open. No gates are left open, though I strain to tear away with steady breaths an impossible weight.. Am I mad? Surely they’re mad a...
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    They say she shouldn't be here. They're right, in some ways. Her hot-corn foods that leave you red and cleansed have no place among snow-covered trees And maybe, at the beginning, when she slipped in and never left, she was all wrong for this place – for decked-out hoodies and Gucci ba...
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    The light winkled and dipped at the surface, slowing as it reached her eyes. Shifting green shadows dislocated her from her destination – the pale place where the light shone straight and shadows remained on the ground. She wanted to be a part of the land, to shed her soft sealskin and ...
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    Small and brittle as the leftovers of a mouse long dead and withered by this god-forsaken winter; but pale and hollow – weightless – like the bones of a sparrow polished by the wind. I pass them each morning, somehow the only things peeking out from the soot-spotted snow and ice. ...
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    -a Merriam-Webster ghost word (1931-1939) was density, a measure of how many atoms can be pressed into one space, how many shouts echoed through one skull, and how many things a mind’s eye can blink away. An accident of time allowed just eight years of life, then destroyed in a frenz...
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    The day the blue basket of the sky couldn’t hold the dust and debris, my dad was three blocks away, just one of the shadowed figures running from the advancing haze. Uptown, her clothes smell like transplanted spices, and I’ve known her lilting voice since before I can remember. I s...
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    The old cartographer knew his time was running out. His hands were as pale as the paper he worked on and his spells of dizziness made drawing precise lines even harder. He had spent too many hours, days, years at his desk with a compass and pen. He ignored his worsening cough, hun...
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    The astronomer had a ring from his telescope permanently pressed around his eye from the hours he spent staring at the Dog Star. It was actually two stars, one ten thousand times brighter, turning around each other in an eternal astral dance. He never looked at Canis Major, the great d...
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    Blueberries in a red bowl: Circles of formless color Drowsily resting In a cup of vibrant sunset hues. Circles of formless color, Drifting, floating In a cup of vibrant sunset hues, Eternal and temporary. Drifting, floating, I bring them to my mouth. Eternal and temporary, The cool ta...
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    Her hair was the color of daisies, an unearthly white with a touch of yellow. She had always felt more like a violet or a rose, but she was a daisy; beautiful and unassuming. To accept that, she went to the wildflower fields out of town, undressed, and rolled in a bed of her namesake...
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    The time was gone, and the little girl knew it. She held the fruit in her hands. Its waxy green skin was covered in sickly splotches. It was dying. Every day before that, the fruits were yellow, red, healthy. Today, the apple did not rest squarely on the fence post between her house...
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    I stand on the edge of the sea The dry basin, with the ghosts of blue waves Stretching out to the end of time. The shore there lies stagnant each grain of sand a bit lower than the last; A misguided staircase That lost its destination. ...
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    I. I was two and a half. I remember black clothes and tall people, family people, shoveling dirt down a deep, deep hole, and my mother standing in the back of the crowd, holding my hand just-too-tight and letting her tears for her mother drip down onto my bewildered face. II. I saw Feli...
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    Dragging around a feckless weight where a leg should be is harder than anyone would think. The pounds of plaster pulled down as though a cable were attached to my toe and the devil had ahold of the other end. I could feel the break always, the pain a chisel chipping each instant at bone a...
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    Dust particles for neighbors, it lies on the pearly, bright, plastic shelf in the top left corner, right next to the Mardi-Gras beads from someone’s long-passed birthday. Like an old love letter, I’ve sealed it for freshness in an air-tight baggie to protect against the elements (t...
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    See hills and valleys, my dear She said one night With her aged eyes ablaze From the light of black magic As her hands closed around mine See all that lies unseen And see it clearly Clear as mud I said It’s so hard to see in the dark but Hush she said If you cannot see then try to feel...
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    Thirty-two dusty flowers three old cassette tapes a dozen four-leaf clovers one tragic memoir and a smattering of faded photographs stand tribute to you. I stare fixedly trying to see past the earth I helped to shovel. I struggle to imagine those random articles, the remains of your cut...
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    They stand together feet planted like the base of a mountain. They dare the ones with the dogs and guns to move them. They stand together their resolute faces meshing into one spirit, A barricade to block the flow of injustice and indifference. They stand together their song ascending ...
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    She watches its threatening swivel Lights glinting through the crystal Throwing reflections on the ground. Drops of wine dribble down the sides Like so many blood-red jewels Cascading from a tipped hand. She watches as the glass Swivels and dips In a silent dance with its droplets On the wr...
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    The frozen sunlight glanced off our jacketed backs and i could imagine it spreading out into space in spokes like light divided by a pitiless prism into rigid sections. There was a question that had remained unspoken forever; A baleful probing that we had both been putting off and out of mi...
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    I am spiraling in a riptide of rememberings anchored down by the box in my arms. The wind snatches at my hair changing it into one of the clouds we used to watch Where I now see your face as I did that day in the sand, cold and blue as the open water. I wiggle my feet down into the sand ...
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