Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

maybe we are all, i am afraid to say, fading into dust and bone: shrinking perversely into the ground, in early preparation for the grave. or maybe i’m the one who’s growing into an airborne tomb of my own, body shooting for the stars like a beanstalk: bigger frame bigger person bigger cage protecting bigger […]

Kathleen Watson

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

  Submitted on: 2012/11/09 at 11:08 am by Kathleen Watson The sun is leaving Chicago and so am I

Tea Timed

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Tea timed Within the cadence of Conspiracy theories held Like family Grasping for perceived knowledge This America Coast to coast downloading of the media blaming the Media (The more educated are less likely to bag tea) For a moment A candidate found pride in funny hair and Pressuring an African American Into proving the latter […]

Drishti Dosha

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Time pulps and peels her fingers as she softly traces the thin white string that ribbons around the prickly steel needle. She thrusts through the native yellow fruit flesh. The string slides and stings past time in citrus. The thread pulls patience through three mature peppers picked yesterday: greener than the crooked thorns of a […]