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Naked, net value of a girl’s dreamless longing– Musing upon loss. Advertisements
Drizzle of clear beads, perfect climate for daybreak– Silence braids our grief.
There’s something disarming about a girl in a red hat with dark eyes and blood petal lips pursed tight sitting in a gilded cafe looking back every time the blue door opens dreaming boldly of escape if only if only she … Continue reading
I will blow air into your mouth like this it’s called a kiss oh and I’m holding your collar right here just in case you try to run away and go play stickball or something with Billy because Jilly told … Continue reading
The hidden newsprint of the universe and its unreported sorrows carried on the shoulders and in the heart of a young woman on a bike who pedals with furious intent between blurred and urgent breaks of line.
Because we never met, you will forever and always remain the fretted girl behind double crossed scratched glass square rooted Brooklyn train station blues, the soundless frozen fragment of a life running on and outward bound.
I also saw Anya on that trip, though our meeting was unplanned. I was on the subway platform waiting for the train when I spotted a thin girl in torn jeans and a bright green tank-top walking in my … Continue reading
Shrouded in white fire, barred from true exit, she, a marvelous and fearful shudder, is torn mysteriously from dreams rounded by the sleep of babes fitted to gallows.
Ready or not, here I come. I can still hear my voice, calling out, a bright echo in an archival loop. Hide and seek was a game we used to play all the time. At my … Continue reading