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Lori Witzel
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Summer Dirge
" Shrine at Covered Wells, Arizona " by Tillman This bright forge has burnt my heart away. My thoughts all charred by the sun, calcined ribs crack as I breathe: too parched for tears, I’m gutted. And look! Even in a grave, no cool shade—it’s bleached by the...
"Shrine at Covered Wells, Arizona" by Tillman This bright forge has burnt my heart away. My thoughts all charred by the sun, calcined ribs crack as I breathe: too parched for tears, I’m gutted. And look! Even in a grave, no c...
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Iftar
Photograph by ESO/B. Tafreshi , 2012 This is the time we break our fast, when the sun at last weakens and the waxing moon rises. I reach into clouds, part the darkness to take you, o pearl, o moon, in my hands: an illusion, but your light on my fingers is n...
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Scotoma
Look at the sun long enough, and all that’s left is a scotoma of shadow and radiance - not the face of a boy who was made to watch as you murdered his family, not your own face (and who would dare remember you as you’d been, when once a child?) I know someo...
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Heat Lightning
It’s five in the morning, and I’m moving through the shadows in shadow by touch, unsteadily scuffling with small ravines. A ghost – its spin axis a pale torso – drifts past, trailing a sound like brushes on sand, gleaming for a fraction of a second in the g...
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Havdalah
The damp air becomes a spicebox as I walk between floods. The smell of rotting Johnson grass, retted blades waving from beneath piles of brush like some drowned Ophelia; the last star jasmine, sweet overlaying petrichor; the ammoniac smell of bats under a b...
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Laughing
Trumpet vine bowers drape the catalpa in emerald carcanets, lustrous and wet with morning dew dripping on scuffed sandpaper footprints in crushed pink stone. Look up! Blue on green, jays flit and preen, laughing.
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Croton
We scrubby little things who do well where it’s scraped earth and caliche nod to each other. A squat of prairie tea, a dash out then back by a spotted whiptail lizard, a bustling caterpillar hunter ( Calosoma affine ) as black as the night I usually wander ...
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Botanical
Crinum Americanum L. , by Alex Popovkin, Bahia, Brazil I think about those people of mine, those who sewed uncut gemstones into their hems as trader’s insurance, those who went with slaves and brocade and sharp steel, who brought back silk and aloes, those ...
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Stalking
Red-Spotted Purple Butterfly , Jay Bock It’s those little deaths piling up on my doorstep that break me down. The mud-stained yellow of a magnolia warbler, eye half-shuttered, one wing broken and spilling bones; the now unreadable parchment of what was once...
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Tenderfoot
Sweat like nettles where I’ve chafed, the pointed burn of a fire ant unhappy with my position in life, a rebuke after dinner: I’m so thin-skinned, tears abrade as they well up, sting as they dampen my cheeks. It’s the heat of the day, of some moment clingin...
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Mountain
There’s a mirage along the far edge of the playa, and I’m slowly walking towards it. I measure distance in time here: the weeks since I started, how many more weeks to travel, as the skin of the alkali basin crackles under my feet. The moon sets, and the ai...
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Laughing
Trumpet vine bowers drape the catalpa in emerald carcanets, lustrous and wet with morning dew dripping as I scuff sandpapery rhythms on crushed pink stone. Look up! Blue on green, jays flit and preen, laughing.
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Where The Target Is
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Downtown, a woman fell into step with me on the sidewalk. She gave me an open, curious glance, and then asked, "Are you from here?" "From Po

Leaving The Water
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I break the surface of the water, and wait breathing the strange air, feeling my gills heal over: my arms were so tired of being fins. Of co

Cascadia
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I love a woman so black the night overflows with her, so big that there's no confining her. There are the scars that feather backward; there

Hatred of White
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A spider, having learned she is not going to take it at a run takes a step and pauses takes a step and pauses on the vertical porcelain. Can

Morning Light
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Yesterday evening I walked west, toward the city, down from our little upland, across the 82nd Avenue gully, and up the slope of Mt Tabor, h

In a Time of Drought
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Already, September hints, the curtains will fall and the bare limbs of the trees will tell their secrets again in an urgent whisper, while t

Bracket
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Proleptic grief: I suppose I had better get used to it. So often death comes heralded now, bracketed like a First World War artillery barrag

Cornrows
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Cornrows, braids, close-written texts rising from the scalp; cuneiform hair gleaming on the wet clay of a Sumerian morning: weeping, weeping

Tidal Flats
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I'm dimly aware of not being my own master, that the words I'm saying are funneled through me. Echolalia. Not just the words; the thoughts a

Milk Witch
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"TaraxacumOfficinaleSeed" by Greg Hume - Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons - https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Fi

Die Welt von Heidelfinc
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The first strawberries of the year are sitting on my kitchen drainboard waiting for a wash and hulling. Rolf and Freyja picked them yesterda

A Curl To The Left
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I want to say your cruelty redounds upon yourself, but two problems. One is I suspect this sense of "redound" is out of date; and two, while

Seven of Wands
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I drew the Seven of Wands twice, which I could tell disconcerted my reader, though I couldn't tell why. Once with the Tower, and once with t

More Like Sky
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for Nic Sebastian It's only the dull ache where the spleen and uterus used to be; the omentum scraped away; so much ruin. We'll take the pea

Palos Santos
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The ribs are cleverly sprung knotted to the spine at one end and clinkered to the sternum at the other: even when the heart is struggling li

Post EMC Acquisition, Spanning Extends Backup To Office 365
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It used to be that the cloud software space was pretty black and white. On the one hand you had the “true cloud vendors”: Salesforce, Google

Spanning Backup announces plans for Microsoft Office 365 integration
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Spanning Backup will launch for Microsoft Office 365 in the first half of 2015, Spanning Backup President and CEO Jeff Erramouspe has reveal

The Year, Wheeling
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When I got home from my evening massage last night, Vega was setting, and Orion just rising in the east. At four this morning, I woke, and r

Slipstream
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Thanksgiving Day, 2014. The pavement and the sky are the same gleaming gray: headlights make brief lines of light on the road, but the Sun d

Kiki Encounters Monstrosity
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Kiki loves water, and is drawn to anyplace it may be running or trickling. Last night I was taking a bath (my back still being iffy). Shower