Tag Archives: poet

The Visitors

Posted on Tuesday, September 24, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

The summer solstice sun became a scarlet and tangerine jewel sun that blazed and glittered for one last moment before slowly sinking low, dipping below the horizon. Beneath a newborn sapphire sky smeared with stars and wonder the village lay, … Continue reading →

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Mr. Soong

Posted on Thursday, September 12, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

Data heard the hiccup and groan of a motorized something approaching from behind him. He turned and saw a tiny red thing, which became a dusty four-wheeled red thing with crumpled skin which ambled down the sunset-slicked highway until it … Continue reading →

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Portal

Posted on Thursday, August 29, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

Data’s tricorder had indicated anomalous readings in the forest. The little device only spat numbers and words at him that told him that something wasn’t quite right, but did not reveal to him the round sweet spot in spacetime between … Continue reading →

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Revision of “The Difference Between Ravens and Crows” for We Write Poems Prompt #171

Posted on Monday, August 26, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

Hear me, O Earth! I am Half-Impaired Raven Lunatic, feathers black like sari night that bleeds little lights through pinpricks of diamonds in fabric, like ink that wears words on its skin, like half of my roots. I am not … Continue reading →

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New Poem, New Book, and Sneak Preview from Rock the ‘Ville Performance

Posted on Wednesday, August 14, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

It took me 37 years to write this poem. I was trained in calisthenics, in uneasy gymnastics, in the art of folding myself in order to fit into tiny spaces so that I could be forgotten. I discovered when I … Continue reading →

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I’m Performing at Rock the ‘Ville on August 10

Posted on Monday, July 8, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

I’m happy to announce that I’m performing at Rock the ‘Ville in Westerville, Ohio on August 10! I will be performing selections from my soon-to-be-released chapbook, Novena (remixed), at 4:30 PM at the Java Central Coffee House, located at 20 … Continue reading →

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The Poet and Her Changeling Go Swimming

Posted on Friday, May 24, 2013 by Memoirs Of A Dead Woman

She is a distracting creature, with her pellucid body like glass that peels back its own skin to allow the curious voyeur to set himself on fire inside her sacred temple. She has no need for clothing, either as the … Continue reading →

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