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Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Cradle of Civilization

12.26.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Cradle of Civilization By Jean Hutchinson Her ebony silhouette glowed and shimmered  in morning light. She stroked her jet hair until it floated like wool around her sculpted head. She glided through life, her lips, carmine clay, her nose, a noble pyramid. She stood astride two worlds, […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Only for a Moment

12.25.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, words to linger on by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Only for a Moment By Ryan Haack I was born with a short left arm; just after the elbow, it ends. And now it carries a nasty scar, advertising the futility of my slippery feet. I stepped out of the porch onto the first of three slick […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Ashen Bones

12.25.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Ashen Bones By James G Piatt Ashen bones in red sand … War … Lonely deaths Acres of bodies … One second of truth … Ten decades of lies Dead petunias … Rusted VW vans … No more hippies Crushed lemons … Rotten plums … Decaying lives […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, untitled

12.24.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone untitled By BR Belletryst I heard the heavy thump of prematurely dying leaves hit the sidewalk outside my house. The gross injustice of their fall from grace startled me enough to miss my step. Like the realization of their demise, the soft crackle of their crisp selves, […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Bones

12.23.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, words to linger on by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Bones By Michael Ceraolo the bones of a few billion passenger pigeons, once present in flocks dense enough to darken the sky for eight continuous hours, hunted to extinction in less than a century And the bones of fifty million bison, skulls stacked several stories high while […]


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