Tag Archives: bones
Birdless solitude, Winter’s song, slow, deep, solemn– Musing upon spring. Advertisements
Bones of my birthplace, splintering in rapid tow– There’s no place like home?
Scraping grave remnants, the woman’s canceled bones stir– You will know my name.
I was six when I found out I’d never become a super hero. We were in the kitchen. Me, my mother and father. My father’s hand was around my mother’s throat. He had a wild, bloodshot, not-there look … Continue reading
In seeding the bones fragile means to nuptial growth among mortal remains.