Tag Archives: Laura Ingram

Space Dust

Outside the cracked kitchen window, a cypress seems to be caught in the continental drift, although we are nowhere near the sea. I take my mother’s hand, fleshless like the claws of a newborn bird. Gnarled magnolias grapple their way … Continue reading

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Doppler Effect

She went to the river to remember God, ribs replaced with the western wall, heart an invocation pleated between them. Her night terrors are blurry as birth she wakes up calling every name in the Old Testament. She applies lipstick … Continue reading

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The Viscosity of Lavender

I twist the knob on the radio past seven Smooth Jazz stations, towards static I won’t be asked to transpose down to flash floods and flash fiction. Nobody, not even a cotton blossom, has hands subtle as his. Pantone made … Continue reading

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Debunking the Butterfly Effect

One Born between entropy and atrophy, I scream as if I have every right to. Two Still jaundiced as the dawn’s blistered palm, my first phase references the mediocrity of myth, crescent teeth waning gibbous tongue; I tell my mother … Continue reading

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