- What do the witches bring?
- They bring frogs
- Why frogs
- Because as soon as you touch them they squeeze out of your hands with a squishing sound
shinning all around- she said
- Haha – went the child without hair, her chemiotherapy had done its job
Her grandfather, her father, crushed on his wheelchair, no word from his mouth for over three
months – his stroke had done its job.
Her heart bumping wildly in her chest
(In the background: Her sister, bursting as a fat duck, dangled in chuckles
Her mother seized by her nightmares talked of death & ruin) :
the light in the room reflected their outlines like linked sequins in the glass
panels against les ténèbres that were gathering outside in their rising
nocturnal choir, a silent swinging ___Baudelaire and Van Gogh___
Half a life and this was the show – she thought, tomorrow the witches would come to see
the unneeded deed they had so finely gushed out.
texts that change the conscious parameters of literature, both for readers and writers. from a different angle than these, r.p. blackmur adds: 'poetry: [is] ...language so twisted and posed in a form that...it adds to the stock of available reality.' formerly edited by peter ganick. send texts to Volodymyr Bilyk at firstname.lastname@example.org for consideration...
Sunday, October 31, 2010
pOm || Anny Ballardini
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