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NaPoWriMo Poem #21: Magdalene

Leave behind more than what you came here with. This is true for everyone who dons a suit of flesh, enters the stage, and begins this dance, this marvelous charade of the phantastic and the thrill, the descent and the

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NaPoWriMo Poem #20: To Thomas

Another mouth etched into a man’s side will speak for him when his first mouth cannot, closed and locked by his spirit’s exit. He returned to tell his tale of how He slipped through Death’s fingers: listen through your fingertips, … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo Poem #19: Holes

Nails bite and sting, leaving holes where flesh should be; life leaks out in pints of blood. Holes in his wrists speak of exit wounds and a life lost to love. But this vessel is filled and a once dead … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo Poem #18: Gardens

I. A pair of urns, thrown against the belly bark skin of a tree and busted. The fruit hanging above, pointing down in double-edged swords, falls like icicles around the collection of shards lying at the base of the tree. … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo Poem #17: Shed Skin

This is how I used to walk the earth: uncloaked by skin, yet cloaked to you by your own dimmed eyes. I have donned that skin, and yet shed it to be again unfettered and free: but this time, as … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo Poem #16: Roses and Thorns

To make a crown of thorns, you must first tear the roses away. The King is crowned with their stiff, green bodies withering to brittle, bone, and dust after they have been seized and stolen from the ground. Before returning … Continue reading

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NaPoWriMo Poem #15: Walking

Nails pin thin, battered feet to fractured wood. Affixed to earth, neither He nor the wood can rise up and walk. He is a nailed up, gasping, bleeding sentinel watching the sun’s single eye burn: but Death walks around Him, … Continue reading

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