Idiolexicon: 4/9/2007

Malia Jackson

from Thomas

to go through and put a kink in every flower’s stem. when fragility

goes unrecognized. just a crust of bread in a jacket pocket. you, too, Thomas were

a bed. the room was a going into. windows frame paintings of pastures: fuzzy livestock
dip their heads. snapping my fingers to.

this denim organ continues, a coming out of. because we don’t abandon difficult books.


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