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- Category: October 2015
all black scrum—
the darkness within
in three lines
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- Category: October 2015
a mud crab
digging in deeper . . .
tidal shift
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- Category: October 2015
darkening words—
a frog croaks in the sound
of itself
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- Category: October 2015
a helicopter
crystallises into sound
from the blueness
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- Category: October 2015
rising light—
clouds effervesce along
day's plimsoll line
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- Category: October 2015
crescent moon
a smile of benevolence
goes awry
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- Category: October 2015
grey matter
on an intercept course
between seer and seen
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- Category: October 2015
after a spent day
words sink back into the slime
of their origin
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- Category: October 2015
the stillness
after the birth
unravelling star charts
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- Category: October 2015
All Soul's Day
the combatants tally up
their losses
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- Category: October 2015
cancer ward
nothing imagined now
is not the moon
in memory of H. Gene Murtha