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Ver Sacrum
A light without shadowgenerates emotionwithout reserve.This is proven in wrestling rings,down church aisles,in the black bowelsof crowded movie halls.Every veiled spectatorcreates the...
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The Golem
I'm not sure what parts of me exist, or if I exist only in parts, or if I actually ever existed as myself, at all. I look in the mirror. Are those really my own eyes staring back? And what of that...
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The Plagiarist
From the time he was a boy painstakingly slicing the legs off centipedes with his father's rusty cast-off razor blades, Ian practiced precision as his religion. Adulthood eventually led him away from...
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Aesthete
He loves soft pretty things, and elaborate schemes, mazes full of fragrant clematis, shrubs that erupt violently with color, trees that are entwined spilling their leaves on the ground with ripe fruits...
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Sushi Groove
"How can you say you love life, if you've never tried to kill yourself?" She tossed these words out casually at me between bites of hamachi sashimi and sips of cold sake; long fingers wielding...
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Valentine's Day
The first thing I noticed was the dead poinsettia grandly displayed in the middle of the room - the droop of its leaves and the fade of its red blooms reminded me of my landlady's labial folds that...
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Message In A Bottle
I want to write something just for you...Psalms that echo back to a time and place of papyral pleasuresWhen there was viscera in wordsMarrow & sinew dripping scriptureformed on the scrolled skin of...
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The Tower of Babble On
Confusion of Tongues, Gustave Dore'The word spirals are dizzying.Letters askew whirring hotlymatte black spitting red fire fonts.I leap into the eye of the stormbut there's no calm there.There is you...
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In the wake of a dream...
we were at the Wayfare Tavern.I saw you and put my arms around you, but your waist had gotten so thin my hands slipped to the ledge of your hips. I felt their bones and remarked on it in front of your...
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When Orpheus Croons Every Moon in June Blooms
It's not leaving if you never intended to stay.Where are you now, boy? It's the Spring, you know.It's too late to die for Eurydice, but Persephone is back.She left the pomegranate seeds behind, this...
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The flesh is a fragile thingA hollow eveBullets flying into midnightunheard over the traffic on BroadwayWax fruitSpoonfed to Pygmalion's mannequinher stone lips desperate to partLow tide at High Tor...
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Glass Eye
Vitrine illusions silkscreen the sky. The windows stain and shatter, one at a time. Your cables have snapped but lucky for you, it's turtles all the way down and the blood red moon spoons with you in...
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New Kid On The Block
You wait for inspirationElectricity fizzles to staticWhite noise bleeds blindWords are a blurthat staple the edge of your tongue as youtry to lick dry lips wet.
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The Witness
It will be some time before they know if the operation was a success. The bandages on his hands and face are like gauzy angel wings, protecting him from an environment that presents dangers to him in...
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Suena
Macbeth spoke of Life asa place where shadow puppetssang in furious tonesTelling their meaningless talesby the too brief flickerof a candle's light shonein the pitch of EternityPerhaps it would be...
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Fresco
The purple silk is tongue-coating, rivulets of could'ves would'ves spiral their way down, slinky-like. I'm in a scape of dreams. This staircase I'm navigating is a labyrinth that I stutterstep along,...
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Ἰάσω
Physician, heal thyself. Feel the softnessbeneath the fleece. There is no need to seek,or worry, or sigh. Within you, all the universelies. What if I placed your hand in mine and toldyou there was no...
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Sonora
Burning sands swallow the quick.Time moves slow with a thick molasses ooze.The cellophane air wraps itself around your body.You sweat glue. The sound of footsteps is muzzledby a wind that doesn't know...
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Sahara
I trace lines in a palmthe whorls of my fingertipsbecome magnetized creating Small concentric circleswithin circles within circlesThe geometry of endlessnessalways soothing and hypnoticcasts its...
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Books Inc.
"I love poetry."He was drunk. I was told.A week's worth of dumpster diving caked under his fingernails; an odor, rank with humanity, assaulted the passerby - no matter how quickly they strove to walk...
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