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January 17, 2016

Mid January three something indecent deity

There are ghosts in every corner Tapping holes into their faces with their Broken fingernails This is a place where when the stars come down They change their course and keep The sideways dark Look out the light Will make you blind And the holes keep growing bigger The skin around the edges chapped and…

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December 9, 2015

Hypo

We are Pavlov’s dogs gas on gas off red light green light go television gunshots OUTRAGE new shoes BUY captive audience techno illogical warfare brown is the new black, haven’t you heard? your God is ugly and your mama dresses you funny go back where you belong if you can find it crash-test dummies, toys…

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December 2, 2015

Shaded.

In that final hour, before the stars set themselves against the charcoal sky, there is a shroud up on the mountain smoke and fog, the gravel path the only way in or out shaded pink by the last, sad efforts of the sun to stand her ground Before coyote songs and the stuttering of owls…

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November 19, 2015

Refuge.

They are laughing in the sand, their high-pitched voices crossing over and under each other and up into the sky into the clouds dirty hands reaching for each other, circling around singing songs whose words we cannot recognize but the tune is universal; nursery rhymes are all the same. They are smaller than the dogs…

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November 19, 2015

Faces.

This is how we live with our sidearms drawn our fingers free of scars and polished

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November 16, 2015

The Innkeepers

The innkeepers are waiting their flags are on display: sharp-edged stars and stripes like blood and bone

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November 13, 2015

Coyotes (November Thirteen Twenty-Fifteen)

The night’s too dark to see, but I can hear them walking in the field next door: coyotes their steps like broken straw, breath I imagine stale with the taste of carrion their cries a bit more mournful than before as if they know that they’re no longer the ugliest among us.

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November 2, 2015

Mountain of Words Write-A-Thon for Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community

Hi friends, a couple years ago, I participated in the first Mountain of Words write-a-thon for Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community. I’m very excited to have been asked to participate again this year. Here’s how it works: people sponsor me in any amount they choose (really, any little bit helps) and in return,…

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October 1, 2015

Elegy for a Failed Killer

His hand on the back of my neck makes everything you are irrelevant.

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September 28, 2015

Windows

In every window, there are shadows tiny girls with paper hair and twisted legs feet stuck out at unnatural angles pointy elbows and crooked teeth and eyes like telescopes, watching everything. They are armed with bats and chains and metal pipes they are grown to ten feet tall they are tongues untangled, mouths unclenched they…

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April Fox

Category: nc poetry

Mid January three something indecent deity

Hypo

Shaded.

Faces.

Coyotes (November Thirteen Twenty-Fifteen)

Mountain of Words Write-A-Thon for Asheville Writers in the Schools and Community

Elegy for a Failed Killer

Windows