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Cake

August 30, 2011
In the closet, under the stairs, in the fridge, on the shelf, in the drawer, was a shiny wax box. In the box was a cake made of yellow covered with frosting and... View Article
 

As it touches

August 22, 2011
Butterflies blinking on your shoulder. Trout whispers under their crystalline curtain. Love fills this cave as we yearn for the drowning. Our last sorrows gasping. Old selves turned crispy. A delicate, empty cicada. As my fingers make camp in the valley of your... View Article