Tag Archives: Branches

PERHAPS I’VE STRUCK A NERVE

I must remember that a nerve splays into many tiny branches. So maybe it might be all right, according to my hunches, that there’s but one mere ember of my fire still lighting this same, , but now dim, once-straight … Continue reading

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WHAT LIES BETWEEN THE CRANNIES AND THE NOOKS

Life. . . little pits of dark rot into living pillars. . . those tiny pocking, slinking threats, begun as minutest things that get us at last to see the bigger picture. . . both the brilliance and the stillness … Continue reading

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