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Tag Archives: non sequitur

adjective noun verb

July 7, 2015

What a life. It’s so expletive adjective, with all these expletive nouns; I can’t seem to verb adjective no matter …

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Haiku Émeraude

June 9, 2015

the tin man is cold
we walk this yellow brick road
what do you search for

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Aside

Lions, Tigers, and Bears

June 3, 2013

walking alone [Brisk Bold Brash – oh my] roasting in a long sleeve flannel [Eggshell Knuckle – oh my] my …

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The Wolf Boy

June 2, 2013

Hello, how do you do? Have we met? My name’s Pandora. My name’s Schrödinger. My name’s Pavel, Einstein, Stalin and …

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ignite

April 16, 2013

An ostrich ate my heart out on a Sunday afternoon. A judge deemed that ostrich a martyr. Opening the iron …

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my riposte to a genius

April 16, 2013

A friend of mine, a poet and genius, asked me a question the other day: “What do you want to …

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halfway liking you, object stowaway.

April 8, 2013

A vase inhabited by a ghost that pinches you occasionally when you forget to water your plants. A mirror housing …

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caterpillar monologue

April 3, 2013

The leaf I’m on is fragile, green, iridescent to any other eye but mine. I mistake my foot for a bike …

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Confused? See here:

the forty-two (about me):
I store my soul’s stories in a secret space underneath the stairs.

sanskrit (haiku):
The succinct and supple art of crafting feelings into morsels.

ratatouille (poetry): 
A poetaster’s delightful pursuit; facetious, zen, and bona fide.

onomatopoeia (non sequitur):
The greediest of words, an eight vowel-hoarding scoundrel.

pilot lights (first thoughts):
Smouldering creative pieces ready to rise anew and ignite into flame.

rumspringa (charged emotions):
Here I stow my fists, sighs, and tears about awfully big molehills.

être obligé (required reading):
For those who only have two shakes of a lamb’s tail to peruse my “art”.

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