I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa
If the desire to write is not accompanied by actual writing,
then the desire is not to write.
- Hugh Prather
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Thursday, February 08, 2007
Crescent Moon
Not making faces, hanging
in the sky, half-burnt
blackened by the sun
she is half to screaming,
weeping -- soft -- so that
he never hears.
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