Holding Up
You return home from a hard timeto find the furniture moved. Dutiesaccrue politely on the brim of tragedy.They make room for the tragedy,but...
Sleep
A golden shovel after Jack Kerouac*
In the deathliness of sleep, my armshave somehow bent stiff, foldedunder my fat belly and thighs tomake an even...
Root word: *ghredh-
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ingress
The scream pierces the walls, shakes the windows, rattles the roof. You’re folding clothes...
