Fox Kerry
Fox Kerry
Aug 29, 2017 · 1 min read

(Quivering Light Unsettled)

— itchy skin, stone and rusty, hangs from heaven like sickle

tongue of mud and something musty, the dreams from pain do trickle

Hang me up to show bankruptcy, dry me out like weed

Shove that oar to push me up sea, that i might end my bleed

paddle to the ocean, they said when i was small, paddle like you mean it they echoed

that i could tread such water at all, shocks the souls those tides have speckled

Proclaim me burlap, weep my days, pretend i’ve gone deep river

— but’when you di’still my quaking frame, i pray you’ll feel that shiver

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Fox Kerry

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Fox Kerry

If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.

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Six Years of poetry-only publishing, PoetsUnlimited was a diverse, engaging and authentic poetry magazine. For most of that time a daily publication, it was always diverse and original, and free-to-read by all.

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