By Jemimah McMurray: The night begs attention silent, bold unfraid of stillness unafraid to hold the fierceness, fragility of breath the finity of death & behold her blackness the darkness, and in the void to rest to wait for what is left and for the sun.
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By Alby Davidow: Willing wives will wallow once; What wandering wolves wonder; When pouncing placid, peaceful doe; Why would wolves wish to wither wonder? What piece of purpose first pierced peace; and planted panting pride? Was it found in fir’s first flutter? Frightened flight prodding prying prowl? – Furry fist finding pallid plunder? – […]
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