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Silence

Scream into that wind, though your voice is unheard. Yell out into that silence, into that vast space of life. Speak of the ills, of the strife. Plead with wet eyes, to let your voice be heard. Add yours to all of those righteous, talking heads. And none are listening. So let it be known,…

Water Words

Those names we called, trying hard to draw blood. The pointed looks meant to cut and wound; the sneers, the laughter, thrown ’round like mud. In halls and on slippery river banks; never friends could be. Put our armor up, and formed our ranks; spread my hate for you, your hate, for me. The past…

Where is Jane?

  When she wasn’t home, I became alarmed; she was always home. Fear of stubbing her toe on a sidewalk seam kept her reclusive. Everything looked normal, the empty bookshelves stood. The hundreds of typed pages, sometimes printed with only one or two words, lay strewn about the hardwood floors, and topped empty tea mugs…

The Broken Ornament

Domestic violence is silent… A brilliant blue sphere, wrapped in shadow and light, brushed with glittered speckles, a silver ribbon binding tight, lines that snake and stretch, they wind across and through, angst and fear and hopelessness, all sealed within that glue. a brilliant blue sphere, now thrown against a wall, glass breaks, and glitter…

Through Spread Fingers

Wild movements in streets, viewed with half closed lids, by those in charge, faces turned away, refusing to see or hear, the pounding bass music of tromping feet, of the bodies set into motion by misguided direction and fear of loss. Our children run to blocked passages, turn left and right through dark mazes, fighting…

Listen

Lie in wait, a book in your face, if you’re lucky you can smell the dusty bottle of amber liquid, the one with hints of cinnamon and stale coffee. Mark time in place—interrupted—by cleverly poisoned conversations, confidently stroked by the more intelligent beings in the other room, wiser still, than your voice. Spill your breath,…