Monthly Archives: August 2013

Deadpool Days

I think reading Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar has had a big effect on the voice in this piece. Especially the part about the days being seamless.   I in this black tide cannot wade, Cannot count the days Stretching … Continue reading

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Devotion

In God, my faith can Place no grace, Yet in your shoes, I saw truth; I walked nine years Overcast with fears And knew my journey Was to be long and Often aloof I took your steps, Skipped to happier … Continue reading

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Bookended Sky

The landscape of the mind knows many stories, contained, unconstrained. With time, stories grow, become something difficult to root out, stopping only at the limits. Somewhere between the sky and the ground, we are bookended into remembering, loose leaves, fruit … Continue reading

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