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Poem 22 – What The Mind Forgets, The Heart Remembers

What The Mind Forgets, The Heart RemembersFor Linda C. decades of dayslived togetherburnt toastflooded basementmice in walls where minutes lap like Lake Erie warmed in the hot summer sunlost breath after sexholding handseyes that talk the soul writes your storyon the chamber walls in your heartstucks in the meaty foldsunknowns that paralyzeoffspring in painlupus latching on  the… Continue reading Poem 22 – What The Mind Forgets, The Heart Remembers

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Poem 21 – break

break A convergence of too many thoughtsStutters the clutch so I brake [break] Consider the white eyebrow I pluckedHow it didn’t hurt when I yanked it out Like it was waitingTo be chosen Blue Sky reveals herselfMakes a statement of reclamation This day belongs to us she exclaimsShe is another kind of waiting   another… Continue reading Poem 21 – break

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Poem 18 – The Work of Light & Book Launch Date Announced!

The Work of Light I sit cross-legged on the sofatuck a stick of selenite into the waistband of my polka-dot pajamasso it presses against my left lower back I close my eyeslay in a field of wildflowers &tall grasses like the man tells me The sky opensa column of white lighttornadoes over my body Heal my… Continue reading Poem 18 – The Work of Light & Book Launch Date Announced!

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Poem 16 – Before The Book Is Born Part I

Before The Book Is Born - Part I in a straightjacketmy soul treadsback & forthdiagonal & circularpaths eroding thefloor of my Belonging she bangs her headagainst steel wool wallswon’t eatwon’t drink can’t sleepfor the lunatic lyricsmean melodies tothe Songs of Fearceaseless in the spacelike poison I do not belongcarved in a cornerfrom before Love watches waits Linda… Continue reading Poem 16 – Before The Book Is Born Part I

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Poem 15 – Amaryllis II

Amaryllis II I kiss the white waist of her petal closestto my face after I open the curtainsin the living room In response she arches into my cheekwe both smile Then in the kitchenon the crumb-sweateredcutting board – a wishbone in waitdried for weekscrusted in muscle I pick it upconsider the act of a two-persontradition reducedto one Consider the consequence oftesting fortune… Continue reading Poem 15 – Amaryllis II