by Samantha on August 20, 2007
Burnt by the sun Summer’s long days pull like taffy From childhood eyes. Womb return to lemonade Steaming pavements, hoses, and wild cries. Tree Frogs burp, exciting the dark. Sounds of far off waves move in When we lie in light long after bedtime. Dreaming with eyes wide open–memories Caught in a firefly net of [...]
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childhood bedtime,
dusk,
firefly net,
summer sounds
by Samantha on August 18, 2007
Tender is the night Soaked in August heat Oven-baked-day leftovers Bodies soft and bendy. Darkness swallows Noon’s acrid burn, A sensuous descent Of thought melting into midnight air Bones disappearing Skin surrendered to touch. Scent of dripping Brugmansa, Perfumed, poisonous, gold-orbed, Magic alive and well Settling deep in the nostrils. Possibility enters I am already [...]
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August heat,
perfumed,
poisonous,
possibility,
sensuous,
skin surrendering
by Samantha on August 16, 2007
In days of darkness, somewhere there is light. When we have lost faith, somehow, reason to hope appears. When we are most cruel, sometimes kindness prevails. A brief news bulletin from the provincial town, Beta Genet, 350 miles outside of Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, tells of a twelve year old girl, missing for a week, who’d [...]
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darkness waits,
evil,
gifts,
guarding magic,
light arrives,
lion rescue,
Sergeant Wondimu Wedajo,
storytellers