Spinning Straw
### Spinning Straw thatch-roofed farmer's born inside the loft new hare amid golden straw snow fur like fresh milk ladled out in silver bowls over discussion an adoption—how? son visits daily chores bringing blankets winter fabric comes...
The Sea
### The Sea Nous buvions sec nos verres et vers, Étant toujours trop tête en l'air, Cherchant les mots pour taire la mer, Mais tu me manques : À quoi je sers ? Chaque jour à l'aube, « Tiens, je m'en vais, » Au crépuscule, « Tiens,...
The Giggling Loon
### The Giggling Loon A gig'ling loon, A gibbous moon, And on the wind a crying croon— A dogged tramp, A dreary lamp, And cemetery freshly damp— A prying bar, A spent cigar, And twitching paws as black as tar— A blackened spade, A sound...
Dandelions
**Dandelions** Dandelions are lonely cats of lost garden savannahs roaring in the wind.
Remember Me
### Remember Me Remember me in life, not death, recount my numbered days— there is no sense in wasting breath to feed a fading blaze, Remember me in how I lived, the colours we did share— and light my passions yet unlived and watch them as they...
To Thing
### To Thing You thing and bring a forth to be, You make, unmake, a thing to thee, A thee to hear with eye not ear, A prompt of thing to enter here, Your thinging gentle like the mouth, Yet might in heart doth oft it...
The Diplomat
### The Diplomat The Diplomat's a sorry, somber sort who murmurs, meek, before their looming lords and sings to them apologies for crimes unfurled in distant lands by foreign kings for whom regurgitation is a part of every meal, and every...
War Drums
### War Drums "Quick, come with me, child" / A whisper and paw in paw / Made still by stray shots / Drums of war are beaten fast / Beaten with fresh children's bones / "Either them or us" / A warrant shouted unheard / Made truth on numb ears...
The Word in Ink & The Happy Ending
### Preamble The hardest step for an artist (of any medium) to take is to put their work out into the world; yet you have to start somewhere. I imagine that many people get this feeling of impending doom before posting something they've made-- after,...
The World's Worst Lasagna
### The World's Worst Lasagna My mother cooks a great lasagna for those young and growing boys. And, like that candy witching hut you find in fucked-up fairy tales, you get to see yourself inside an oven (like your ancestors— although the...
Ego Death
Ego Death by charles michael averin (for @pardonthememes on twitter) * * * _“The shapes that make up a person are just that—"_ Stacks of muzzles narrow and broad, ears scalene and round, lengthy brush and stub scut, curved claw and fang,...
Shave with Death
### Shave with Death With buzzing blades beside my ear, and razor pressed against my neck, my throat was pale hoarse hiding fear, as Death's sharp fingers searched for specks, The rebels had been blown away, their traitor blood had dyed the...