"barbwirechurchical"
void where truth · telling goes
yawning eclipse
flickering droplets · flail at the speed
of a glassfront projectile
plowed-up boulevards · banked fires
anecdotes at lunch break
these, too, will wink out · wearying comet
have heaped up · a horrible thing
of scribbled-on pages
thought my work done · threnody shortly
walked into the blades
of a bitter wind · of noontide
never to be sheered
& it begins anew · the good speaking
A triumvirate eight days from alaylesse flint matches, Dallas scorned.
"A room full of storytellers, and so many of them suddenly finding common cause in silence." —One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This
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