I was talking to the lovely Ginni Tamez the other day and since I had writers block, we did this exercise thing we sometimes do and we decided it would be cool if everyone contributing to the book tried it too... that way we could have a section on it or something ( Read more... )

You say there are no shadows ( Read more... )

Sew me up ( Read more... )

I wish I could still ( Read more... )

I shuffle, shift my weight ( Read more... )

A white rose gilded ( Read more... )

Leaves shiver, violent butterflies ( Read more... )

I clipped some hyacinths
The other day
They were blue, insisting
That they were pink.
A surgical snip-snip
And I set them in front of my mirror
To see for themselves.

Unreal City ( Read more... )

Our hair is midnight flame across his pillow ( Read more... )