And Flickering Tethers You to Me
this flame remembering candles your bones So many windows splitting aloneness make the skyline a colander strain night and day into ruins Do you see what breaks in my rooms …
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this flame remembering candles your bones So many windows splitting aloneness make the skyline a colander strain night and day into ruins Do you see what breaks in my rooms …
Read MoreWe don’t have much time left so please don’t touch me. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m scared or just sacred. If I could change anything about us it …
Read More“The problem with jazz is miscegenation”? Say I want purity, to be pure black, Coloured to purge every bit of whiteness From my innards, my psyche, my senses, So that, …
Read MoreSome say it looks like rain, some say they believe in God, some say they are going to Winnipeg. The polling numbers are accurate to within plus or minus 4.2%, …
Read MoreA poem by Leonard Cohen
Read MoreAmong a lot of poems There was one I could never quite bring to mind Except that I had composed it A while back Going down this street This street …
Read MoreIn the hour before dawn They put you on their stage In the hour before dawn Near the Fountain of Tears In the hour before dawn Beside a lame schoolteacher …
Read MoreBrueghel was right— everyone sees nothing at least once in the life of a tragedy. To the left, in the painting, a tenant farmer walks behind a horse— four centuries …
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