Potential Titles: Cynthia Cruz
Mar. 1st, 2010 09:07 pmInside the locked rooms of night - Cynthia Cruz "Deathscape Lullaby"
Follow a sequin thread of dead things - Cynthia Cruz "Final Performance"
Stop when the moon clocks out - Cynthia Cruz "Final Performance"
A message through the cages of a great whale's teeth - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Baskets of bright berries and red marmalade - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Tasting the secret letters of your history - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
In this, the last and final room - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Almost adjacent to being human - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
I never look at my own face in the mirror - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Last night's dream is entering my body again - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
The dream between the end and the beginning - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Still in its prehistoric silver-dawn atmosphere - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Of night's soft decline - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
In the winter hill's of summer - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
The slow sediment of forget - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
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Follow a sequin thread of dead things - Cynthia Cruz "Final Performance"
Stop when the moon clocks out - Cynthia Cruz "Final Performance"
A message through the cages of a great whale's teeth - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Baskets of bright berries and red marmalade - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Tasting the secret letters of your history - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
In this, the last and final room - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"
Almost adjacent to being human - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
I never look at my own face in the mirror - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Last night's dream is entering my body again - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
The dream between the end and the beginning - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Still in its prehistoric silver-dawn atmosphere - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Of night's soft decline - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
In the winter hill's of summer - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
The slow sediment of forget - Cynthia Cruz "Riding"
Poet's page at poets.org.
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