Tag Archives: Brandy McKenzie

In the summer of my promiscuity

In the summer that was not a summer but a moment, stretched, unyielding I yielded            I began again in the owlsong nights and whitened days here look here,            abandoned in the corner             a piece of me             and a mousehole rounded and arched … Continue reading

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Hey—won’t you play another somebody

Cat’s eye. Tumble dry. Nothing fits the way time slips around us. You and I. Some Barbra Streisand song & still it’s not right: we never were, and yet. Can’t let a sleeping dog. Lie to me. Tell me the … Continue reading

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Book of days

When you hold me, I am so very present in the holding. I count hairs ticking away time on your back. I feel each fold of the blanket like days fluttering around me. Let them flutter and fly. I am … Continue reading

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