Mighty Girl
The shell of a cicada/It sang itself/Utterly away.

Lines of Poetry


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  • He sits pampering his bones in easy billows of fat
  • The dry, low black man said something awful on the drums
  • We are like a lot of wild spiders crying together
  • Pity the monsters
  • My nose crawled like a snail on the glass
  • Your eyes closed soft against my wonder
  • Would not ease the wrinkles of mind
  • The faces you see and the thoughts you hear, they're yours, they're your life
  • Still under the stones a little darkness lives
  • And we remain unchanged together
  • Sometimes two people together cancel each other out and are left dizzy and alone
  • It is unclean which is not straight to the mark
  • The tips of their cigarettes blaze like small roses in the night air
  • You are clear to me like the memory of one day
  • You taught me to exist without gratitude
  • Men with big hands make things happen
  • A continual climbing is the one form of arrival we ever come to
  • The hard ocean in your throat
  • Let your breath be moist against me
  • Ants blacken the desert
  • This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper
  • The yellow fog that rubs its back on windowpanes
  • I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
  • Your body hurts me as the world hurts God
  • Does not my heat astound you, and my light?
  • Suddenly, I realize that if I step out of my body I will break into blossom
  • The strings of the instrument complain like exposed nerves
  • The heavy surface of the sea swelling slowly as if considering spilling over
  • In the sparse, bright sprinkle of the grass
  • Some melancholy stains
  • Their sons grow suicidally beautiful
  • The cowbells follow one another into the distances of the afternoon
  • Blowing like a leaf in green shadow
  • Keeps never coming
  • The watch throws up its hands
  • The sky shudders from one horizon to another, almost ready to give up wholeness
  • But it isn't enough to just go on singing
  • The aerial attack of do you remember?
  • So black they seemed to suck the light out of the air
  • As the moon releases, twig by twig, the night-entangled trees
  • Loved beyond mercy
  • It's a windless day of someone's childhood.
  • no one, not even the rain, has such small hands