A PANICKED PULL

— Beat. Break. Beat. Break. — Is there a monitor of these movements                 that shift beneath the skin? A rummaging within the ribs. I hear a broken bird                 beating against the bars of its cage, broken. – All organs […]

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TIME ON THE TIDE, PART 6; CURRENT

We stood in arms, two boys at play as the sea swept the shore below, as the wind wound its way around us, trying to cut through us as a bird battled above for the right to go left though the current had other thoughts, saw other connections in this flight of feathers fighting the […]

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