Words
Still Life
Imagine being free
from technology
Listening to wind borne symphonies
And the silence of shadows
Listen.
Kristen Marshall is an artist, writer and a founding member of Boulder Rights...
Landscape, Mid-Consequence
The oft-oppressive miracles
of the combustion engine beckon
from whiny highways of a degradation
we must call fair
An asymmetrical face
appears in the exhaust drift
between the taillight and...
unequivocally
he wakes from his morphine mist
looks up to see my sisters
and my mother
and me
all standing around
in a room suddenly thick with panic
am i dying?
all...
Tree in Winter
You will be here again. Your eyes
closed in brightening light from
a window, open in winter. Magenta
blooms lidded, your forehead held
by a shoulder put forward...
On my Mom’s dying
She saw my first breath.
I saw her last.
And,
in between,
many days of
smiles, shouts,
puddles, clouds
thoughts
deluded, denuded,
eluded...
Going Back to Bed
Going back to bed
is the ultimate adult dream
Subject of snooze button thoughts
Excuses
Reasons they may have closed...
Bukowski, again
oh holy poetic
father
your long skinny soul
scrawled across the backs
of thousands of naked spines
and how each drop
of battery acid
dripped from the dots
in the eyes
and the...
Gleti, After Al-Gharra
I am the siren that beached mariners everywhere,
the daughter of waves and of memory. -
The one who coaxed Samson out of his power.
The last...
kindled, a fire no more to burn
and i can not be,
here, not tonight,
a dying vine,
these memories
twisted backward, embers of a life
retreating back to the earth
with thoughts, evolved
to die
an ego, regressed,...
TWO MODELS
“Game recognises game”
Popular saying Used in someBlack people’sConversations
Normally blurted outWhen one seesTheir best qualitiesIn another.
Example given:
Back in the 1950s,A FloridaCheesecake modelDidn’t want toLimit herself to...


















