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Her Pure Exclusive Music
by Alex Miller
Originally published on March 1, 2013
Originally published on March 1, 2013
An air conditioner whirs baritone in the bay window, the couch where she sits throbs in sunlight, songbird- egg blue. Sweet fermentation of peach cobbler leaks in from the kitchen, her voice says it’s been almost a year and his death’s anniversary is a wall at the barbed-wired edge of time, a tall ragged pine [...]
Drying Lines
by Alex Miller
Originally published on October 1, 2011
Originally published on October 1, 2011
The bell-swing of her hips When she changed balance, From my short vantage, Heaving the laundry basket Then calming the fluttering lines, Cooled by the poplar, forehead Misted with the work. She herself was a frontier of shades, An expanse I couldn’t map, Brimful of hulking cares Whose darkenings and splotchmarks I was blind [...]
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