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Woman in The Window
Basilisk For JR The desert lizard has risen running like a scalded dog amazing flexibility and power in the legs barreling toward the end of the road that leads off the edge of the world. The paw, the talon, the heel of the hand of the man, of the bear, of the desert lizard connects with the skull of the root of the night of the word that found its mark in your throat. Horsemen launch into the canyon where the water smells like sediment, algae, and the color clear.
Photography from Me & My Shadows
3 Photographs Statement: Hillary Leftwich and I began a collaborative photo and writing project that will someday be published into a book. The idea is to capture our working-class neighborhood to tell stories about the connections of humans, or the connections we missed, through the distractions and hardships of everyday life.
Once Friendly Land
Magic City Twilight plummets through glass Onto Yve’s stacked cavern beds Nicked people spinning off the curb While a girl with bandaged feet hauls Her kill home over her shoulder The next day the workers are louder Stuffing sacks with anniversaries They shuffle out into skin temp rain To bars where men sever eyebrows Sit blinds open one gold lamp on This searing beach exists for women And the alcove behind it full of sanded Bottles and crisp bread stood in tins To question eyes and their vacancy Set back in stranger’s faces UNTITLED 2 I am wingless beneath a sky train in the gutted, electric crack of night, puckered lamps hang closer than the clouds, not that there are stars out, anyways, and a cold wind runs through a hot country, slides its brillig arm ‘round my shoulders, asks me, are you more than or less than the light? "Hey Girl" is from Brennan DeFrisco's new poetry collection Honeysuckle & Nightshade Grab a copy from Powell's
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