Monthly Archives: October 2013

from a land unknown

blue-window schoolhouse, reading, under the shabbily glued roof and is tin and a storm scurried to the pine grove that gives the gift of laxity but they can’t relax or can’t digest if laxity is forbidden so the council sends … Continue reading

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from a trip to the little store

were I a wino and in equal parts a partner to the vampire craze which I am not – not into the vampire craze, well I know of a glassed sarcophagus where wine bottles rest and a wino may find … Continue reading

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another as is

The blue-eyed angel may look forward to a day fate leads the way to an emerald basin in seclusion, the water a glass that reflects and brushes words in question, am I evil after all and where did it enter … Continue reading

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as it is

The locomotive did not always wear a coat of rust, did once like a banshee scream that all ahead get off the fucking track, steam in ready and randy surplus belched streams of smoke like mountain conquest pennants. Maybe did … Continue reading

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long crawl home

no Chrysanthemum has as far as I know nor has any Lily as far as I know nor as far as I know has a flower blossoming in a patio’s fenced bedding from the gardener, affectionately ever-willing to get a … Continue reading

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Oh how dense pt 2

All this began with becoming aware of how important categories are. Add a wiggly dollop of varied personal tastes and makeups. Because whenever subbing a work it needs to go somewhere. And the erotica category is the more unique because … Continue reading

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another oh how dense

I am not so unique amongst men in that I really suspect I am a lesbian trapped in a man’s body. I think she’s a blonde. A dirty blonde. A sex-drunk dirty blonde lesbian who tries to handle impossible dreams … Continue reading

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