Monday, January 29, 2007



threading staples through my hair
while contemplating Atwood’s
Gender Relations

Sits back to relax to soundless steps
thundering down the stairs
emphatic notions of laundry
discarded amongst the piles of intimacy

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1 comment:

.deranged gem. said...

oooooooo haunting! piles of intimacy! staples thro hair... so gothic!

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