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Father feeds the birds gathered in the barn
Though never seeing his hand
Sparrow is told to thank him
But it was her mother who flew into the sky
And brought a penny to the nest.
It is the same hand
Sparrow is told to thank
That provides the cat its dinner
A repast out of Sparrow’s nest
When mother wasn’t home.
One’s meal is another’s loss.
Sparrow and Father don’t get along.
A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]
The spacious womb of enticementmilks a wide-eyed vessel,to creep into your veinslike a demon habitual to its possession. Floating through the bloodstream,salivating the summonses,to feed off the venom of temptation. Captivated in a moment,instigation begins again.
I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]
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