Gress to the glade and grimly grind the grist;
crunch with the crowns, crush the kernel, create Continue reading
Poems
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Dust-rope collars with dollars and dolors,
click-clack spasms the cataract καρδιφυλακτ Continue reading
The Trophy Goes To
The one half-brick for the load-bearing column;
the trash-can lid for the perilous slalom;
The Sheltering Chthonic
Tickle the trickling, pickling rot
mindlessly; or else solder –with fodder– that clot
— or let bleed, and proceed to relieve the disease
by attention, so end the well-pensioned distention
you’ve cuddled with smuggled-in mud.
Memory in the Wake of the World’s Fracturing
Fault not Mnemosyne for being unreliable;
since the fissure opened she has been wandering on the outside Continue reading
