“That Face Again”
Barbara steps back from the easel. She places the brush back into the glass of water on her desk and walks to the window to…
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The Cream
The cream does not always rise, It sinks and swims and struggles, Gurgling and gulping its juices, Straining to breathe and bathe, In the fresh…
Making
I wish I could scream on the page, And for you to hear the letters, As they are etched, Doused in sincerity, But drowning in…
Exhibition
Buy parts for sale; Arms and livers and bones and hair. Buy them as your own, They’re yours to pretend to tell the tale. Take…