Potential Titles: Nickole Brown

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Ending with that blade of rusted teeth - Nickole Brown "Black bird, red wing"

A fast-driving diesel flatbed of felled trees - Nickole Brown "Black bird, red wing"

Between that chugging machine and the concrete barrier - Nickole Brown "Black bird, red wing"

We lean towards letters that do not bend - Nickole Brown "Black bird, red wing"

The shape of a man trying to hold up the ceiling - Nickole Brown "Black bird, red wing"

A tumbleweed down the waxed hallway - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

Outside flick of life at the mercy of these coming winds - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

These rising waters filthy and licking with flames - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

Caw and fuss among what brittle branches left - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

Already dead but refusing to fall - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

Step from the mouths of your dens and speak - Nickole Brown "Mercy"

Let us not with one stone kill - Nickole Brown "Parable"

An iteration of the many names of god - Nickole Brown "Parable"

The confused rooster stuttering - Nickole Brown "Parable"

Tunnel up from the dark - Nickole Brown "Parable"

A parable you don't understand - Nickole Brown "Parable"

Only one thing worth hearing - Nickole Brown "Parable"

Let my ears go secret agent - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Reverbing even the hum of stone - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Each broadcast and jingle tricking me - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Our tambourining and fireworking distractions - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Let my hands quit their clapping - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Let me triangulate icy shuffling under snow - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

But understand the notes through each syrinx - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Each companion call and alarm - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Teach the drum within that dark to drum again - Nickole Brown "Prayer to be Still and Know"

Flip off this lightbox and its scroll of dread - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

Rip a tiny tear between this world and that - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

One of those old-fashioned peeping keyholes - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

The teeth hot in the mouth of a raccoon - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

The blue eye of that young crow cocked to me - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

Give me back my dirty claws and blood-warm horns - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

Those long-frayed endings of every nerve tingling - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

A sorrow on the air I taste but cannot name - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

And know the exact flavor of what's to come - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

Sound a language that calls all language home - Nickole Brown "A Prayer to Talk to Animals"

Spiked with all the dirty talk a snail could want - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"

Cupid's got nothing on this mollusk congress - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"

When I finally made a home for my body - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"

I needed to fire an arrow of my damn own - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"

When the wind frenzied up a snow globe of petals - Nickole Brown "time bending / tongue / entwine / the betwixt"

Delighted by a congregation of trees celebrating - Nickole Brown "time bending / tongue / entwine / the betwixt"

Delighted by life's parade throwing its confetti down - Nickole Brown "time bending / tongue / entwine / the betwixt"

In a season that had forgotten how to be cold - Nickole Brown "time bending / tongue / entwine / the betwixt"

How never to start the night empty - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"

Would trash the whole shift with the rattle of pocket change - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"

Cardboard crammed between wind-rattled panes - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"

Until the floor stung my feet awake with cold - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"

Though no one believed it or cared to see - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"


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