- He could dance to a raunchy Mustang Sally/ in the community hall/at the Kispiox Valley Rodeo/and still, on the way… https://t.co/aDSeDZPNcD
- You are the waffle of my dawn dreams: hot, cross-hatched, blueberry-bathed, true. #poem
- Love is a stallion. The spit, the hooves, the flying mane, the gallop into his soul. Love is a Clydesdale, fetlocke… https://t.co/6MUY4ysvmY
Tag Archives: healing
Poem: Cures
By Deirdre Maultsaid //Angel, darling, you have such wakefulness, pacing with your burnt tallow, passing another anniversary watching the clock hands stroke away meaning. I know: all shall perish. Look. There is the shadow of God, the disenchantment of the … Continue reading
Poem: Mercy
By Deirdre Maultsaid //You could be a true God’s whore. You could be a Flirty Fish, showing the love, witnessing, and winning others into the kingdom. You could halve a pear and paint a still life–bronze and ovoid. You could haul … Continue reading