Tag Archives: girl

Pearl

She came from the sea, she came to marvel the pearl’s pinkest let to grieve. Advertisements

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Feathers

Song, caught in her hair, something about torn feathers, running, blue to form.

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Joan of Arc

Enlightened, perhaps. God-engorged hormones, maybe. Regardless of why, Joan, you were the rebel prototype long before James Dean zipped up a red jacket, or Marlon Brando mumbled and curled his upperlip into a totem, before Louise Brooks and Josephine Baker … Continue reading

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Savor

It is that mouth, pursed, sentencing savor to burn, to kiss, between lines.

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Pearl Diver

She, the pearl-diver, master of holding her breath, breathes out, and rises.

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Pearl

Drowned at a young age, angel to a sunken arc– find her pearl-diving.

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Girl, Chair

The girl in the chair is no longer the girl in the chair, she is neither here nor there, she is always and forget-me-not, soul-spray and glacial uproar causing a siege, she is the spidery patterns of her exploded heart, … Continue reading

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Road

Waiting, still, waiting, the unbearable lightness of life between homes.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Ghost Dance

Thinning of the veils, ghost engaging girl to dance– No partner needed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Doll

She keeps strict vigil over Childhood in action, every fragrance and nuance, every lost tooth and blown-out birthday candle, every romp in the grass and Goliath slain, she keeps conscious watch, so later, when the box and the dark come … Continue reading

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