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Suspension Feeding

When she disappears into the atmosphere, will you  remember the shape her mouth was in when she last said  your name, when she stepped back from that kiss? A poet skirts  in and around surfaces seeking a place to attach … Continue reading

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Mixology

All this talk of the source, the head, convergence of three ecosystems—not  to mention bog. I’m here to ask what about the middle where we’ll find you  stirring our liquid footprints with yours to concoct  a cocktail to be drunk … Continue reading

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Repainting the Mouth

She is certain her mouth, painted cerise, will not wear away too soon. She may  become all lips without limbs, without a neck, without a torso. She would still dip  this color, with certainty, to her brush.  Long before day … Continue reading

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