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a catalogue

cy is short for cyan, which is supposed to sound like sigh, and i do. her name was meant to be hissyphus. a parody of the gods, i got her to give meaning to the mythos of grey, to move the rocks i did not know how to. she doesn’t roll. she sits on my … Continue reading

canine circle

i used to think poetry was a suicide where the author always reached the end of a line   but now i think it a rope connecting all to all where there is no end just movement across in a circle a knot sometimes around a neck but often times around a belt to keep … Continue reading