Monthly Archives: February 2011

Backward Movemaker

Sitting on a hole in the sky – she flies – my mind drapes arms reaching – up the chute and down the even temperament; look below, the flow, the flow, the flow – the numb-horsed tropia – while the ringmaster whips. … Continue reading

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