Jesus’ stained glass face and velvet tears on the altar when I dug thumbs deep into my ears to forget His name & pulled out a line of contempt woven around a wedding ring I pushed fingertips into my eyelids while you told me I held the world in my tiny pink hands Psalms becameContinue reading “Phosphosenes”
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Children play a game where someone lives & someone dies. From inside it looks real. I never understood blaming the coyote for eating the cat or poisoning wasps or setting traps for fear Last night I caught a honeybee in a jar & watched it die. Poison for pleasure or maybe poison your pleasure. SomethingContinue reading “Children’s games”
truth and matter
Tonight I’m convinced
anyone could hold me.