

I remember we stole fruitI remember we stole fruit from the shed her hubby built while she stood at the roadside, and we ate beneath the tireswing pineI remember we stole fruit
until our bellies streamed with our eyes at the thought of breakfast, our fathers drinking whiskey in bed and grits.
I remember she waited there for him to fix the shelf, and that she caught us as she fixed it herself.


ConfettiI set my head on its fore parts and out the corner of my eye… the wanderer with ankles hogtied in denim ambles alongside his fellow hammocking a girl in his lap, whispering confetti at the steps of her ear. They might make love tonight or perhaps my half-naked staggering friend will divert all thoughts into oneConfetti
laugh ascending as a cone into our palms.


AmphiprionAmphiprion
AMPHIPRION
I have been a bloodless fish tossed about with wild blank eyes -- whiter than the foam that smashed me into rocks that flaked my scales and sent them scattering gold vermillion flashing at the knees of stinking fishermen
that bent to taste me,
one hand in the folds of their trousers where they started to stiffen and the edges of their boots all caked with guts.
With salt crust forming in the corners of their lips they turned to face each other, to shake hands or
compare rod size -- I made this community! A limp queen rotting into
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TheExquisiteCorpse
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"...the highest forms of art are those which impose a kind of harmony and order upon the greatest possibile number of factors." - Aldous Huxley
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I am the dA mommy - behave.
Suture|OWAT|My Superman
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TheExquisiteCorpse
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"maybe you'll be president and know right from wrong,
or in the flood you'll build an ark and sail us to the moon"
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I itch & pain all over
with hate of time &
tedium Save me!
Kill me!
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TheExquisiteCorpse
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