CARLEEN TIBBETTS
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in the dream the I/she walked the perimeter of an island
prison collecting rocks putting the sleek endurance in my pockets but the I/she did not wade out a stone loses itself to water what recedes the I/she she: the waterbody from zones shallow to deep not waving but drowning pooling golddrowned wave action regenerator of life + water she/I/ reefing, rivering no, riverine, the I destroyed upon entering the ripple of story ~ I dreamt… what does I offer? the lonely candy of I, such heavy confection I wants [ ] [ ] [ ] for itself I desires the patina I is hair in the wind I’s what gets lost at night & found each morning after the dreaming I fights impermanence down to the last eyetooth I wants to burn [ ] [ ] [ ] to the ground just to rule its ashes |
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purple motives are so forthcoming!
let me shine up my what & make it the flowering meta of Deco sehnsucht he texts me tells me to look it up & okay in a wider sense we are all “intensely missing” “fun in the sun” says the front of my underwear if it lopes like a wolf it must be a wolf such an affinity for vicious! for a wartime lover! what should remain in the unoccupied she-body? use the “ask an archivist” feature or just have one present at my séance & she will probably tell you: fray (a reinterpretation of tears): verb (used with object) archaic. to frighten. verb (used with object) to cause strain on (something); upset; discompose; |
CARLEEN TIBBETTS is the author of the chapbooks "a starving music will come to eat the body" (Five Quarterly, 2014) and "to exosk(elle), the last sugar" (Zoo Cake Press, 2015). Recent work appears or is forthcoming in Cloud Rodeo, Powderkeg, Forklift Ohio, The Journal Petra, Twelfth House, Fruita Pulp, TYPO, Small Po[r]tions, Souvenir, The Laurel Review, and elsewhere.
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