Spoetify
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Taut and brisk As I was shown I pull the sheet under Dream for a Moment Will they notice Appreciate My hospital corner And wonder who created it? All the beds Are out Like Orphans I could tuck Them in Switch out The light Listen to the whispers Till they …. But they are Not…
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Feel your feet on the floor Hear the sounds around you Of traffic, elliptical bubbles of breath That is your here, the moment you’re in And everything is fine if you’re here But what if What if even as I’m writing this I feel Dark thundering violins And a sci-fi indifference about what I’m being…
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Cut down, I swim up Each limb rising Till I know the separateness of me Each part, a butcher’s cow Labelled, distinct Wholly beautiful Each limb rises Smoke, ether, ash Climb the stairs through nightime And if you shift your head to the left You change from Florence Nightingale to Faerie Ball Only I push…
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Today my pen is not where it should be Not chasing over pages of insecurity The notebook Has removed itself From the situation Of my hands I laid it down somewhere While thinking of potato peels, Jane Russell, the plague It seized its chance, Soaked into the scenery So here we are. In a spare…
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‘It’s still not real to me’ his mouth said. His thin shoulders agreed ‘But I know what I saw’. ‘I was out early with the dog – The sky though felt different today – Vermillion and toasty A hushed forest floor.’ He gazed at the fuzzy microphone, spinning bewilderment. ‘I almost took a photo But…
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Gloria said to dig below So she does, for the millionth time, as she’s told to The sand there is hot red blood of course but powder Her mother’s blood perhaps? Old blood? Dried blood? Thoughts swarm and meander up over, behind the horizon There is nothing but mother’s blood She squints towards the sun…
Stefanie Moore 