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31. Sunset reflecting
across calm waves. Dark storm clouds
over head. Brooding.
30. High heels on hardwood.
Click-clack. Click-clack. Broken hearts
going up in flames.
29. She calls 911,
panicked and crying. Problem?
No chicken nuggets.
28. Lost in the sheets, we
spread love like rib-bones, breathing,
soft, for each other.
27. Bitten red apple.
Far worms peek from the core. Bruised
skin hides rotting seeds.
26. Wild stallions
dance across idle plains. Tan
manes. Dust in the wind.
25. Bikini-clad girl:
California's sunshine
has faded away.
24. California:
hippies with dreadlocks and girls
wearing bikinis.
23. Dear boy: your doe eyes
are striking, large and wild
under your antlers.
22. Memories of you slither,
waspish, through these empty rooms.
21. Cape in the wind, hands
clutching at tree limbs, she dreams
Superman saves her.
20. Perched on bowing reeds,
crickets serenade the night.
In our rocking chairs,
we close our eyes, peaceful, and
forget we are divorced now.
19. Calloused hands caress
bony, shaking shoulders. Death
bows his head, silent.
18. Hooting owls soar,
clouds broken and stormy. Dawn,
forgotten, sleeps on.
17. Early-morning eyes,
weary with fighting. Tears roll,
frozen, down rough skin.
16. Leaf-texture eyes and
a hand-me-down smile. You
set yourself up, love.
15. Your voice, hoarse at night,
grates across my fragile nerves.
Walk yourself home, hon.
14. Dear bright-eyed blond boy:
my favorite color is
mint. Remember that.
13. Hooting owls keep
us company as we breathe
wishes to the moon.
12. You sing me to sleep
beneath burning stars. Killing
loneliness, we dream.
11. Crickets mourn our love
as falling stars break the night
and we say goodbye.
10. Sparrows sing softly,
night falling around us. Cold
hands; snow in winter.
9. Moonlight tumbles, soft
on bare skin. We lay entwined,
naked and sweating,
the covers like silk as we
whisper our dreams in the dark.
8. Dreaming in the dark
of hot flames, car wrecks, and--wait...
Bzzzzz! Damn mosquitoes!
7. Skin-to-skin, we lay
draped in midnight's silk shadows
and dizzy with love.
6. Six a.m. sunrise:
orange smoke on gentle waves
as seagulls take flight.
5. On the corner of
Tenth and Maddison, she waits,
miniskirt showing
week-old bruises. I think
I'll call her Charlotte today.
4. Warbling swallow,
he doesn't deserve your song.
Don't cry over him.
3. Cigarette burns and
blossoming bruises. She lives
wrapped up in secrets.
2. Stones left unturned lead
to desperate late-night dreams.
Murderers set free.
1. Skeletons hidden
beneath ivy-vine windows.
Bodies forgotten.
across calm waves. Dark storm clouds
over head. Brooding.
30. High heels on hardwood.
Click-clack. Click-clack. Broken hearts
going up in flames.
29. She calls 911,
panicked and crying. Problem?
No chicken nuggets.
28. Lost in the sheets, we
spread love like rib-bones, breathing,
soft, for each other.
27. Bitten red apple.
Far worms peek from the core. Bruised
skin hides rotting seeds.
26. Wild stallions
dance across idle plains. Tan
manes. Dust in the wind.
25. Bikini-clad girl:
California's sunshine
has faded away.
24. California:
hippies with dreadlocks and girls
wearing bikinis.
23. Dear boy: your doe eyes
are striking, large and wild
under your antlers.
22. Memories of you slither,
waspish, through these empty rooms.
21. Cape in the wind, hands
clutching at tree limbs, she dreams
Superman saves her.
20. Perched on bowing reeds,
crickets serenade the night.
In our rocking chairs,
we close our eyes, peaceful, and
forget we are divorced now.
19. Calloused hands caress
bony, shaking shoulders. Death
bows his head, silent.
18. Hooting owls soar,
clouds broken and stormy. Dawn,
forgotten, sleeps on.
17. Early-morning eyes,
weary with fighting. Tears roll,
frozen, down rough skin.
16. Leaf-texture eyes and
a hand-me-down smile. You
set yourself up, love.
15. Your voice, hoarse at night,
grates across my fragile nerves.
Walk yourself home, hon.
14. Dear bright-eyed blond boy:
my favorite color is
mint. Remember that.
13. Hooting owls keep
us company as we breathe
wishes to the moon.
12. You sing me to sleep
beneath burning stars. Killing
loneliness, we dream.
11. Crickets mourn our love
as falling stars break the night
and we say goodbye.
10. Sparrows sing softly,
night falling around us. Cold
hands; snow in winter.
9. Moonlight tumbles, soft
on bare skin. We lay entwined,
naked and sweating,
the covers like silk as we
whisper our dreams in the dark.
8. Dreaming in the dark
of hot flames, car wrecks, and--wait...
Bzzzzz! Damn mosquitoes!
7. Skin-to-skin, we lay
draped in midnight's silk shadows
and dizzy with love.
6. Six a.m. sunrise:
orange smoke on gentle waves
as seagulls take flight.
5. On the corner of
Tenth and Maddison, she waits,
miniskirt showing
week-old bruises. I think
I'll call her Charlotte today.
4. Warbling swallow,
he doesn't deserve your song.
Don't cry over him.
3. Cigarette burns and
blossoming bruises. She lives
wrapped up in secrets.
2. Stones left unturned lead
to desperate late-night dreams.
Murderers set free.
1. Skeletons hidden
beneath ivy-vine windows.
Bodies forgotten.
Literature
Cricked
i.
i keep my bulbs bare
cos i like knowing where these burns come from.
i lie to sleep red-handed,
and have a hard time remembering if the highest fell or the lowest
rose
in response to your half-mooned request,
namely that i dream with this [your] ultimate synapse
.behind.my.back.
it's your sense of touch that holds me
ii.
and i don't want to see your face forever
i know those eyes are the keys to mine but
you know i never lock up at night
i don't want to see this face forever
iii.
these and those cliffs have faces to recall the fallen
so why don't i,
why don't i
inhale on purpose
iv.
it's your sense of touch that ho
Literature
from ragweed to wishes (dandelions are wishweeds)
plant a family
tree on my back
yard. rain on it.
rain on my parade. pour raid on anthills
& hope the termights gnaw on carpenter
ant autopsies instead of your great-aunt's
oak effigy. hope the wouldpeckers chew
on rotten roses instead of your favourite
summer sundress. draw a ladder; build a
treehouse with your only father & ascend
to paradise. swim through honey rivers &
drink pollen through a bendy straw. thank
mother nature, mother earth, your mother.
repeat. climb down its brickly branches;
find the root of the world's problems. capture
Literature
10 days, day one
Day one, ten things to ten different people.
Person one.
- You're my best friend and precious don't you forget it.
- You mean everything to me.
- You're one of the best things to happen.
- You keep me strong. You hold me up.
- It hurts when I can't help you.
- I wish I could make everything better but I know I can't.
- If I could be there you know I would.
- I hate when we fight.
- It hurts me to see you hurt.
- If I could turn back time just for you I would.
Person two.
-I realise I probably couldn't live without you now.
-That doesn't surprise me one bit.
-Sometimes I think I annoy you even if you say I don't.
-You became
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7 and 18 are beautiful, and 19 is intense.