songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

someotherapril

someotherapril

goeswhereshewants

minceswordsless

haswings

movedtocalipermanently  backin90

soldheraudiforsaffronrobes

livedalone  inhighcliffs  atbigsur

fellforaguy  who microdosed

lycergicacid

 

hadavision    where

a tall-yellow-house  leakingwater

became a barge-ark

+onit she escaped

rumpled+almostpure

__

 

ebbing in her bindings  languorous sea dream

looking up with eyes made huge by the water

at bellies of trout and the well of the rumpled 

world beyond   she rises  she rises

(Cormac McCarthy & AAC   Suttree  1979)

 

 

 

 

winter 2019  ..an aprillresurrection..staytuned..

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