somethingdarker

Gone sour in the sun - Brenda Shaughnessy "Artless"

Less substance, more rind - Brenda Shaughnessy "Artless"

What began as wildfire - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Call the ghost to my fragile table - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

The sharpest knife in the drawer - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Some small folded breath of otherlife - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

Sleep in a dream of savage gold - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

So many fires start in my head - Brenda Shaughnessy "Big Game"

A low private conversation with the air - Brenda Shaughnessy "The Home Team"

Erasing myself with seawater - Brenda Shaughnessy "Identity & Community (There is no 'I' in 'Sea')"

There goes my honey and fog - Brenda Shaughnessy "Identity & Community (There is no 'I' in 'Sea')"

The sun is worth ten of you - Brenda Shaughnessy "I'm Over the Moon"

Amnesiac of our nights together - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

The great fruits of my failure - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Synthesized within an inch of its life - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

As if we could shape softness - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

To starve the soil as beets do - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Lock and step and key in hole - Brenda Shaughnessy "Last Sleep, Best Sleep"

Never divides a flaw from its lesson - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

The pawnshop renting space in my head - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

To wish and not jinx it - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

Prowling the living room for the lightning - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

In all the serious confetti of my cells - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

To make any other mistake - Brenda Shaughnessy "Me in Paradise"

Wearing a jacket of blood - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Open to show red lipstick - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Dreams of finding the dreamer awake - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Every one of my gestures symbolic - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

The golden field of frozen honey clover - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

I cannot suffer the same fate twice - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

Emerges in the malnourished night - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

A bully pushing lettuce around - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

Ever is a double-edged word - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

The future occluded or dreaming - Brenda Shaughnessy "Never Ever"

Cut out by survival's swift knife - Brenda Shaughnessy "Our Family on the Run"

This graph showing allowable outcomes - Brenda Shaughnessy "2-Sided Map Shows Line Where Falling Bodies Land"

Another duplicity to help double the world - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

A single bed spinning in space - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

I am lonely with questions - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

The secrets of many revealed as one - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

For use only by a zen sun laughing - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

To stop the terrible dreaming - Brenda Shaughnessy "Why Is the Color of Snow?"

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