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Epiphany Tanka


It occurs to me
blue orchids are guilty
ragged petals of lake
confess small, tidy details
read into each breath I take


Marie
2.10


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13

lips blue
moist with rain, rain
that tastes
like
hurt



Marie
11.09


[the doorbell, v. nabokov]

12

hidden desire
implodes her awakening
bleeds nightfall



HN
11.01.09


[wingstroke]

11

fluttered closed
against his cheek
her wet eyelids



HN


[pale fire]

10

delicate boys

mourn acapella

suspended

HN 9/6

[pale fire, v.nabokov]

9

legs wing into flight

an unbearable angle

startled snowbird

falls

HN
8/25


[wingstroke, v. nabokov]

8.

falling off the bridge
he drowns
in the young night's thighs


HN


[lolita]