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she had tried to resuscitate him,
pushing against his resisting chest
even after she had broken all his ribs
and had his blood covering her hands.
pushing against his resisting chest
even after she had broken all his ribs
and had his blood covering her hands.
Literature
waxing
if everyone were how
i wanted to be, there
would be snow instead of
sunshine; every morning, child
ren[d] would don the faces
of old women and shudder
out of doorways and
back - wrinkled and
worn and sterile and
faint and
cold
in
-side.
so:
stutter down the
streets, legs fashionably
fine and lips fashionably
blue: it's the latest trend
to give yourself away -
to throw yourself
away and i knew a girl, see,
she still lives in the
space between her
fingers, sunlight streams
through when she looks at
her reflection in the mirror -
illuminating her like an
angel from collarbones to
toenails and she, she cowers
ben
Literature
insomnia
I am ill, the fact of my illness shapes the world
gently in its hands. Another night slips beneath me,
and I breathe in… hold… and release. The world
is illness-shaped and I close my eyes and build
a picture of the real world. The sane world and
the slippery slope.
If there is a slippery slope against the sane world,
I can climb. I can climb out past the rising sun,
into the day. A passionate sun on the glaze of
the earth. I breathe in… hold… release. I
will worship the day, the sun giving me
absolution.
I let the sins slip away to a quiet
place. The sun does not ask for contrition,
the illness does not ask
Literature
Reddist
Before you, there were women
with full breasts,
breasts with perk tips and beneath them:
hips wide as my hand spread,
but never love.
Athenas before you,
my eyes only followed the apples;
and then, suddenly:
A wild brook unleashed
and I never knew I was a basin
meant to be filled.
A woman sewn
from the smile of Coyote,
from the same hands that bent time
and created life for a laugh-
Apples became
the sweetest fruit; be my reddist-
I will love you madder
than a hatter and brasher than a miner.
Wilder for a gypsy.
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