Tag Archives: 19th century

Emily Dickinson

At the severest hour, everything fell within. A banquet hall after the crash, after the deluge, and you, a mouse, courting lull, tracked pawprints in flour, stalking floorboards for crumbled manna. You, the mouse, with slow heaven firing your eyes, … Continue reading

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Emily

Under the table, mouse lifting crumbs to God’s lips– a banquet for two.

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Adah Isaacs Menken, 1835-1868

She, the Menken, Byronic in flame and force, mastered the art of social media long before technology caught up, selling the illusion of a man/ woman bound naked to a horse; she, the salacious Mazeppa, incited a modern storm, long … Continue reading

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Emily

You say she knew not God because she scratched under a floorboard all winterlong, the marginal tracks of a starved mouse seeking a piece of brittle crust, maybe a crumb.

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