what a delicious fog you’ve offered me under the hot slam of the full moon only breath and bass sounding as we enter the original dance that began this morning…
Read Morescraggly perfect skeleton tree your curling spine rising into the bones of me if I stepped forward would you reach out encircle me in your arms let me rest against…
Read Moresome mirrors are so extraordinarily unflattering they should be banned it’s what i thought in that sweet little bathroom at that gorgeous little log cabin in magoebaskloof— a word so…
Read Moreyou okay handling toads? she asked and i said, yes, i think so there's a pair stuck in the pool where last night they kept us awake with their raucous…
Read Moremeet me on the stage of this erotic theatre don’t hide (me) in the wings step forward into the light sometimes stand behind me whisper sweet everythings sweep me off…
Read Morei know you so well though you don’t know that i do seen the things you tried (to hide) been the wings you needed (to decide) and now i’m leaving…
Read Morei want to be summery myself and do winters with you This little one (the poem, not the greater striped swallow) has been hanging around for a while.…
Read Morei am the digging the rootstock and the rotting i am the burrowing and the dank dark to be furrowed i am the big lungs the bright eyes i am…
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