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I Hope This Is My Face When I Die
I hope this is my face when I die. Like the other girls’ before they shut their eyes. Sitting on the porcelain floor, cold water pouring over my cold blue body. It is here, but my eyes say otherwise....
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And Poison
Oh God! I am not hollow!! All this time I have been lacking parts, I have not. My bones and intestines and muscles and heart are curled in stainless steel. These inside pieces are flexing against...
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Wake Up
Here I am, spitting the fury dragons out at you. Here I am, grating your skin down to truth, scratching away your faux colour. Revelations! I lift your sweat stained sheets, rummage beneath and cut you...
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Who Are You
Who are you in your baggy black jeans, watching piss ants form long tedious lines from ground to leaves? Who are you with your tight pin stripes, walking the easy walk through spit fire rain mixed...
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Fool
You stand tallest! Alongside mountains, looking down at your insects below. Your long, strong arms cross a heaving chest of a man; one who drinks whiskey from God’s own hands. Our trembling knees...
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September In The Desert
Be still, or churn, like butterfly milk, like curdled cream. I dreamed that we cannot dream past September. Maybe God will explode then, and all the stars and all the planets and all the moons and all...
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Away With The Night
You who are with me, who ache with me, please, lay still, hold your breathing – we are sinking we sink, beneath wings of bad mothers, through sad voices of home our dead limbs fall off, our bones sleep...
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through the desert sea
I chiseled out an ancient face and hanged it in my head though it was not quite alive as I was waiting to be dead we trudged together through a desert smoked a fat cigar nibbled on dirty tortoise...
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Doctor, Tell Me
I am going to be. Here, in a sticky womb, a living room made for madness; a sautéed fanciness. The feast is being set, just above the chandelier, they call me by number, my tattooed slumber calls....
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The Passage
The dragon doesn’t wake with the sun. It is warmed through mock light, on an affected cove. It looks like it could be made of mopani, but he cannot tell colors what they should be and what they are...
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