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Dream: Bleeding Earth

May 19, 2012

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Dream: Bleeding Earth Last night I had a dream of a bleeding Earth. Earth, I know now, does not cry. It bleeds. There were large openings in its crust that spewed smoke the color of bruises. Violet and blue and white. The Earth burned. I saw it burn when I looked outside that morning. All […]

La Valse du Ciel Mort

January 29, 2012

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I find myself alone in the kitchen. The cold, white tiles glisten in the last rays of the winter sun, creating dim, ghostly silhouettes of my hands and feet. Light, in the early stages of decay, filters through the windows, casting ominous shadows on the faded walls. The bare branches dance in that ghostly frame. […]

August 1890

January 8, 2012

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A feeling of longing always lingers On your veins and aging fingers Nostalgia seeps through you like honey and dew¬†on sheets of brass Bitter and sweet Like sitting on warm grass, watching green leaves and flies flutter by in the golden glare Tendrils of hair sweeping the air The humming of bees so close you […]

Four Seasons

January 8, 2012

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A memory fades In the rush and blush Of a rising day It springs when silence falls A summer of warmth When the age of winter Threatens the end

The word “moon” came in…

January 8, 2012

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The word "moon" came into my mouth as though fed to me out of a silver spoon. Held in my mouth the moon became a word. It had the roundness of a Concord grape Grandpa took off his vine and gave me to suck out of its skin and swallow whole, in Ohio.
Eudora Welty, One Writer's Beginnings

Siren

November 25, 2011

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There was a house: a large home that belonged to a family long ago. It was covered in vegetation. What was once the backyard is now a moldy pond. In this pond live creatures that I’ve only heard of in fairytales. There is a siren. She rules the creatures in the pond. The scales on […]

Mud People

November 24, 2011

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They dripped from the sky like mud. Their faces cracked under a glowing sun like mud cakes left on a sidewalk to dry on a hot, summer day. We watched as the sky went red. Bruises against the blue sky. We ran in fear. Why was this happening to us? But in the darkness, they […]