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Ghost

Sister’s voice on the phone jars me from my lethargy write to him years are never kind to ancient tumors barely sentient in abandoned tombs The construct that encased him was not of his own making he inherited it from … Continue reading

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Tilting at snowfall (revised again)

Snow soon howls down wind carved broken moon sky cowled Queen glares knight lash armour tight wool cinch hoarse throat lungs bellow arsenal fire chant valedictory oath brave eye-spitting cold mount white walls warrior launch wide blade imperial charge screaming … Continue reading

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fun with muscles

She ran into the room in a panic worse than mine because I was screaming or hollering at least the way husbands will when they have lopped off a limb or the quarterback drops the ball in the end zone … Continue reading

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