The door closes behind you. April showers the doorstep. June makes me crumpets and toast. January and February left with you. October hides in the opposite corner from March both clawing themselves into invisibility. May and July need do nothing but sit back within their shine. August breaks open the chocolate. November is in the … Continue reading »
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From Time by Christopher Hivner
The heavens circle me, a shimmering salutation from time, a friend when it wants to be, an enemy when I’m not paying attention. The past rotates over my head flinging light at me like accusations but they don’t attach, my dalliances with the future form a breakwater keeping the contraction of my bones to a … Continue reading »
2 poems by Corey Mesler, Fill My Days and Fear (Noun, Verb)
Fill My Days Fill my days with love and rancor, passion, ecstasy and terror, peace and voices, and books stacked like cordwood. Give me women with lips red like candy, silvered hair and large contours, or more modestly apportioned, women with stories as long as sagas. Tell me the names we used when we thought … Continue reading »
