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Tag Archives: Andrew Ruzkowski
Braid metallic twine, the backyard diamond’s lattice. Thin shadow-grass spears cloud. Between the birdsong of posts heat breathes gravel. Membrane-shell cracks in fractals. From scales of robin-blue, dirt tills dawn. Wire teeth sing war cries like August lightning. Distanced grey … Continue reading
In the stitching of an aubade or something dawn, your flesh swells with yeast and pulses, traffic-like. Each vessel in your thigh pinched vulture-black, each capillary swaying blue. Each dependent reaction laps the edge of action. Of course, the necessity … Continue reading
There is a retreat in your fingers. The wheel drives the water, drives distance. Something like a melody carves sand and shell. Your voice shards from window to mirror. I sing the gray cloud’s din of rock and leaf. Waves … Continue reading
The stone churches huddle together along Elmdale and love one another in stained glass, or the way a set of knees rub apologetically against the stained wood pew. I could enter the church, anoint self: Head, sternum, clavicle to … Continue reading
This would happen if I was a stone in a sling shot, an arc between mouths or the result, a stove-in cranium, a tangent happening. A touch or mouths touching, a sling. My broken collar bone. Your broken language (un)happens, then … Continue reading