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somethingdarker) wrote2010-10-01 12:36 am
somethingdarker) wrote2010-10-01 12:36 am
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Potential Titles: Camisha L. Jones
Letting reason go up in smoke - Camisha L. Jones "Accommodation"
I dream of pebbles under my pillow - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
A land of pebbles and pests - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Counting on catastrophe - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Things with wheels that go nowhere - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
The distance between choices and their consequences - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Consequences pulling me like a rope - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
I offer these as tonic - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
a whisper in someone else's ear - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
through a downpour of sound - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
keeping me company in the silence - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
thousands of particles stretched wide - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
when I confess the pain - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
become a fiery tongue to scorch the earth - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
the bluest flame licking each muscle and joint - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
undone by reality speeding too fast - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
bruising the bones of every certainty - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
6 lanes of life's constant motion - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
Fill their twisted mouths with lament - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
Hot coals in their desert mouths - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
Throw my wishes into the well of the Infinite - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
The sidewalks stay empty of my steps - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
Unravel in the late night - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
As it whispers the way forward - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
Divided the silence wide enough for music - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
Sent sound in all directions - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
The power to fade the voices - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
Where the sharpest knives are kept - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to the Chronically Ill Body"
An undertow with the strongest hands - Camisha L. Jones "On Having an Autoimmune Disease"
a new grief blooms in the garden - Camisha L. Jones "On Loss"
Hope and all of its helium - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
Drinks anguish without ruling it bitter - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
But refuses to believe it is haunted - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
The territory it claims as landmark - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
The scarred geography of my left arm - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
Riptide pulling me under - Camisha L. Jones "Tinnitus"
with good reason to crumble - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
kissed by my own flame - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
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I dream of pebbles under my pillow - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
A land of pebbles and pests - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Counting on catastrophe - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Things with wheels that go nowhere - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
The distance between choices and their consequences - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
Consequences pulling me like a rope - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
I offer these as tonic - Camisha L. Jones "Haunted"
a whisper in someone else's ear - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
through a downpour of sound - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
keeping me company in the silence - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
thousands of particles stretched wide - Camisha L. Jones "In/Ability"
when I confess the pain - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
become a fiery tongue to scorch the earth - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
the bluest flame licking each muscle and joint - Camisha L. Jones "Intercession"
undone by reality speeding too fast - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
bruising the bones of every certainty - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
6 lanes of life's constant motion - Camisha L. Jones "The Law of Motion"
Fill their twisted mouths with lament - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
Hot coals in their desert mouths - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
Throw my wishes into the well of the Infinite - Camisha L. Jones "My Anxieties Learn to Pray"
The sidewalks stay empty of my steps - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
Unravel in the late night - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
As it whispers the way forward - Camisha L. Jones "No Longer Commuting with Chronic Pain"
Divided the silence wide enough for music - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
Sent sound in all directions - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
The power to fade the voices - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to My Hearing Aids"
Where the sharpest knives are kept - Camisha L. Jones "Ode to the Chronically Ill Body"
An undertow with the strongest hands - Camisha L. Jones "On Having an Autoimmune Disease"
a new grief blooms in the garden - Camisha L. Jones "On Loss"
Hope and all of its helium - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
Drinks anguish without ruling it bitter - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
But refuses to believe it is haunted - Camisha L. Jones "Praise Song for the Body"
The territory it claims as landmark - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
The scarred geography of my left arm - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
Riptide pulling me under - Camisha L. Jones "Tinnitus"
with good reason to crumble - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
kissed by my own flame - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
Poet's page at poets.org.
Navigation Links:
Go to J author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.