consider this the heartbeat of twenty- seven stolen seconds, dead reckonings in bitter January birth- pangs; consider this the end of beginnings, letters upside down on an unfinished page written by one who breathes the last gypsied breath of penance wearing chipped midnight on her toes, walks the iron-dark canals like some soulless wild thing, … Continue reading »
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Doubt by Joanna Lee
is a dragon who eats love poems, chews up their beginnings and chars my pages with the white li(n)es and black letters of regret. fall has not even truly fallen, yet we stall out like gas-starved engines: sparks that stutter, flame, consume. will winter find us hitch-hiking home, the snow melt sogging through wet leaves, … Continue reading »
