How I would prefer a sewing table to this rickety metal gurney. Mouth dangling thread tails are catching sweat beads on their journey from my forehead like an amateur I hurry. Hemming another running line in furry. One more seam, and then a taper. Bastings, patches, all needled proper. And the banging on the doorContinue reading “Stitch, a horror poem”
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Stitch, a horror poem (image version)
Forget Love
Love is easy. Admiration is precious. Love is kind and effortless Admiration is ruthless and earned Love costs nothing Admiration costs a soul’s share What is your soul but self-respect A fusion star, a far-reaching reactor, a freewheeling factory Self-powering, self-contained, self-sustaining Spare not your soul for all, but know you have that to spareContinue reading “Forget Love”
Mixing Rain Beads in the Sun
Is there anything more mystifying than a light rain shower in the warm sun? Where are you, you trickster cloud? Lingering plump above, making small puffs of vapor into the irradiated spring air. There you are, an awkward island in your empty blue ocean. Awkward and buxom, the forgotten bell of the ball. Blushing awayContinue reading “Mixing Rain Beads in the Sun”
Paul Carreo 