Literature
exquisite poem 2
~an avalanche of pollen filled the crystal lake as fortune found the chalenge not among the living but quiet
*my head was parched tightly against the knapsack which was hard and unforgiving
~two trolls sat on either side of a bridge, throwing stones untill one finally died then so did the other
*whips and chains surround this domain, a castle of bondage from no refrain, could it be
~it registered first as an antelope in flight then as we got closer it was a crumpled paper bag
*with a flash, the two automobiles collided with a turbulent roar, throwing up blood
~a garden of lights in twilight, i step on a photograph of my mother, her face