Tag Archives: satire

hair

on tv her hair is a billowing golden mystery I don’t know how she moves or sleeps is her head preserved in stasis at night or on a closet shelf why would anyone live like that or does she?

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Media

Each day our dressers give us finery this scalloped shirt that silken fine brocade and if the collar chokes we’re never whinery they smile, the fashion’s so or so they say the talking heads on TV set the focus they … Continue reading

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test drive

This body that I inhabit seems to delight in experimenting to discover just how much pain I can stand As if shingles and impacted wisdom tooth removal and constant sciatica and headaches and nerve pinches and that pressure bandage on … Continue reading

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