Month: October 2024
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PLAY (with words)
I’d prefer to mince them: like garlic; pungent and clumsy, fingertips sticky with innuendo and truth. the words might linger, might stay with you long after their consumption. but since you asked and honestly, I think it’s time you knew, I don’t play. and not for the reason you’re thinking, not because I’m a grown-up and have…
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the color of light
1. there are rainbows in the kitchen sink. I can’t explain them, except to say they appear there from time-to-time just above the slippery wet silver, arched + perfect. today I am self-regarding enough to wonder if the precocious prisms realize I’m here too: do they see or sense me as I see and sense them? their pulsing…