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I am rich in pain and confusion at times. I glance over at the glossy blue plate where the crumbs… Read more.
I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on… Read more.
A rusted, copper heart Salad gathered on the rung of a ladder Still feeling… I just don’t know how to… Read more.
The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of… Read more.
Rural West Texas. Flat. Brown. Isolation. Lost dreams. Ragged old motels. Dirty convenience stores with the lingering scent of unruly… Read more.
She is beautiful on a space sofa, that cushioned ass. The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail. A tale… Read more.