Member since April 22, 2009 | 3,538 Readings |
was born in Missoula, MT.
If you recall only a girl crying / on the red bridge, / face adopted by stitches, / pockets leaden with disorders. / / There must be girls…
Common Nights in the Incidence of Sympathy
/ Habit fixes our mind’s entirely / slippery button. / / * / / Wolves clawing the door. / I turn my lock on you / in a private rain....
In Awe of Scavengers
Mine is an address to a stranger / saying: Again Matthew, I am not you, nor do I listen. / The sky is a cypress weeping / or a weeping cypress: …
Subscribed by Matthew Kaler
HEAVEN IS FULL OF GARBAGE DISPOSALS:…
It all began with cherry blossoms, // cake, a swimming pool. / // It began again by refrigerator light, as so much does. / From bed to…
IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE
// Salvation falls on deaf ears only, darling— // “If either of you sees a stranger / around here, it’s me.” // * / They can’t help dancing…
LOST IN THE WOODS
And so it’s gone forever? Just like that? / The slowest growing forest leveled, set? / I think not. Blue smoke rises; even so, / belief had better…
We were supposed to meet today; we decided this ten years ago, on a patio. We would meet in a little California town known for its songbirds. //…
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