Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
Nibble just a little bite then a little more sore edge swallow until there’s nothing left down to the bone. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She drinks red wine and reads by an imaginary Continue reading Nibble by Angelica Fuse
Rib from Adam the rib formed Eve then Adam too the rest power the paradise position domination Eve screamed Take your rib back I’ll take my voice in return. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Continue reading Rib by Angelica Fuse
James brought me flowers today but there was a bee promised me a plan none could be found offered me a life then took it back fast. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She drinks Continue reading James by Angelica Fuse
Amazing Batgirl she is just like me except for the costume we both dreams couldn’t stand for a while fought creatures of the night hollow places you don’t want to go dad’s a cop best friends wear rubber suits same Continue reading Amazing Batgirl by Angelica Fuse
Reverse ready to put it in park I pulled the switch went rolling back to summer wines dreams by a pool blister afternoons balm evening smell of aloe. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She Continue reading Reverse by Angelica Fuse
Unquiet won’t settle down be a good girl won’t bend to the belt will be my own finest blood-dripping angel weapon. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She drinks red wine and reads by an Continue reading Unquiet by Angelica Fuse
The American blaze hair on his genital grabbing shoulders could you be serious fly his name by the rebel flag revel in being entertained to ignorance next election try running someone to vote for if you want a GOP comeback. Continue reading The American by Angelica Fuse
Cushion watching from above the cushion looks comfortable inviting a plush pillow to find calm within but what you don’t see are the thorns that snap teeth underneath. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She Continue reading Cushion by Angelica Fuse
Blunt hard word toe edge break bone axe verb cuts straight sentence raw smashed face into written wall. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. She drinks red wine and reads by an imaginary fire.
Ace he’s got an ace card shark slick hair soft voice way of life but his oh it runs out with me pushing too far he finds my lead pipe hard-nosed response. Angelica Fuse about Angelica Fuse Angelica Fuse is Continue reading Ace by Angelica Fuse