Tag Archives: Desire

Bag of Grief

The human is a bag of grief; a bag pierced with holes, a multi-headed bag, split and splitagain.  It still asks questions: Who put the countryin the blender and pressed whirr; who remembers when “decent” was what we called citizens?Who let homo sapiens … Continue reading

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Le Noir (Winter Beach)

Le Noir (Winter Beach) Not so fast, walkeron the winter beach under a shrouded moon.Desire far outstrips your first unsteady steps.No sight, no fixed points: Recalibrate. A roar answersyour question before it’s asked.

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