“The earth shook and shuddered like a sheet of metal stretched between two boulders and shot at by boys with slings. The trees bent back with the wind and rebounded, slapping their flailing arms on the cliff-sides as clouds heavy with moisture sped across the sky, saturating the air with morose glowers. ‘Let me go,’…
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The Blinding Day [in the style of Dali]
Sand, his round and empty eyes are staring through horizon’s line, the waves erode his rocky toes while diamonds in his innards brine. They toss like dice as each heartbeat sends sloughs of sluggish sediment, through every throbbing artery to harden all into cement. Night has veiled all but the stars. The statue…
We have made a tree today
{This was written during my Donne phase (that I will never fully be able to leave behind).} We have made a tree today Planted in the sky, that when we die, soiled Death might fly, and rot might humbly float away. Tangles dangle in the clouds, tubey roots kept smooth and white. No black soil…
MAN: a sketch
His skin is tan and sweat streams down his face, transforming his collarbones into reservoirs and bronzing his face in a copper mask with the help of its compatriot, the sun. Standing with bare toes gripping the sandstone, he releases one side of the window to hold his hand like a visor as he squints…