The crack was a surprise,a straight divide througha crystal clarity --the start of a slow demise.
I have a predation,a fate hot as a sunstroke,slender as a shiv
There is a coolness in cruelty --the colonization of a world; a rapeunder the onyx eyes of truth.
I will pour nothing into this poem, so gosearch for your rain cloudsand ravines
Can you hear the rift tearbetween your world and another,through your wall as she'ssingled out with a backhand:
Once upon the turn of a noonday tidea-pitter-patter did my whims skip, then elide.I sought the glory of a distant dreamof mermaids deep and a…
"Write something nice", she saidand I so I thought in curves and sievedan idea about a twist of a tonguelike a deepest kiss
I had a neighbour whohad a perseverance to conserve...A quiet reader by a single bulb;barely strong enough to throw a…
Claudia feared in her childhood and perhaps, so did Mother — shewithout history, save her own,as childless as her photo memories.