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Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, A Ship of Bones

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

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone A Ship of Bones By Harris Tobias Lay the old man down, lay him down His wretched bones are dry and worn Give the ferryman a coin or Let him drown These brittle bones won’t walk again Lay him down, lay him down Make paddles of his […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, You Were Something Else

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

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone You Were Something Else By Kenneth Karrer There is an awful comfort here For souls in this Place of pews. Shared, silenced, sounds and Final fulgurations emanate From candles casting Shadows In the nave and on the Altar. Reflections now on who you were And what you […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Medulla

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

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Medulla By Gianluca D’Elia We are the same flesh We are the same bones We are all the same material We bleed the same blood As ancestors of 10,000 years ago The spirit is alive Dark and enchanting, hosting in humans to survive And just knowing makes […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, untitled

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

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone untitled By Michael Richmond Bones all tell a story From dinosaurs to doctors Broken by accident Or pulverized by fury. On display their archaic color shows the tests of time And x-rays show pins which tell just how brittle they can be. Even the most infallible man’s […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Three Faces … From the Month of March

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

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Three Faces … From the Month of March By Joan McNerney 1. Cheapskate Grinding yellow teeth this awful miser spits out bleak afternoons. With gnarled fists, he collects frozen jaws to bury beneath snow. 2. The “Lady” Prissy faced prude praying for skids and smashups puts web […]


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