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Here Lies Everything

Oh, those crazy Muses, existing well beyond the borders of logic and reason, their joyful disquiet relative to the epic savvy and hunger of dwarf stars, and harmonies sounded to mine the lyrical lore of what lies buried and forgotten … Continue reading

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Thickening Plot

The lessons were simple– Never take a bath in fast-drying cement, and never love a man who won’t do your back when everything hardens quickly.   (Photo by Heather Ross)

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Vines

No one said a word, but the house knows the story– The doors remain locked.   (Photo by Heather Ross)    

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Holding Pattern

Even now, it’s vague, how an image claims absence– Looking back, I freeze.   (Photo by Heather Ross)    

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Chet Baker

The fastest road to heaven is also the slowest and most deeply felt– through a glinting horn, paradox waxes and wanes, to give cherish its moving line on grace.

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Moonstruck

Coming attractions– The moon, starring in its own epic tome to film.

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Wishlist

And when the rain comes, so many dreams remembered to wonder, cradled.   (Wish Piece III by Yoko Ono)

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The Ballad of Yoko

The hate mail and small-hearted slander did not stop her voice from cueing up soft in the center stones to sing and cheer on the slowest runners en route to heaven.

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Siren

Grief embraces change through form, exploded to shape a sense of calling.   (Artwork by Mark Rothko)

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Faulkner Country

Into the veins went sweet, whistling air, whittled bark, and dark, teeming soil, and out poured insular lyrics, sculpted with gospel flair, to give the Word its fated due.

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