Classic Poetry
The Surrealist Takes a Shave (For Sylvia Plath) The blade scrapes Reddened skin Sharp and stiff. It courses ‘round The nape of my nose, Across my cheek, And down my…
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August 18, 2024
The Surrealist Takes a Shave (For Sylvia Plath) The blade scrapes Reddened skin Sharp and stiff. It courses ‘round The nape of my nose, Across my cheek, And down my…
The Last Day of Innocence She snuggles Her nose in my arm To affirm my stature As the center of her universe Do I want some sassafras tea? Or a…
The children popped out of their grandparents’ Nash like champagne corks with energy bottled up during the long, arduous ride. Great Aunt Millie stood on the front porch steps…
Piled high and wide and tight with every belonging they owned, Brett’s Silverado pulled away from the apartment with a billow of dark, poisonous smoke streaming from the dual…