Monthly Archives: March 2012

This Is Not A Prayer

It doesn’t go away. It gets stronger. Bring me back to life. I am dying in parts. Blue Rock off of Exit 15, through the woods in Harlemville. Water so cold, I could hardly stay dry. The summers were crowded, … Continue reading

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Because I have to.

drawing by Niall Dooley Let’s start something, and finish it too, before the herring gets cold or the flowers dry up, let’s try to make a song before summer swallows us up. I hardly know where to begin when miracles … Continue reading

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Spring

I have tried to write without a view. The words push themselves into corners and come out whitewashed or shadowed. When my mother tells me to be careful and only wear clothes that flatter me, I try to listen. She … Continue reading

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Prayer for Crescendo

The cat found it’s way back to my chest.   How it climbed out of the stars and  dug its claws in again,  I don’t know.     I’m tired of the big empty hope.     Does it always … Continue reading

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Every Moon A Woman

It’s that I don’t know where to go from here, or how to uncrack brick. The fire pit is cold and dark, the door creaks with every visitor. What does it mean to be alone? When do we wake up … Continue reading

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