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Susan Cowger

Art & Poetry

Art Poetry

April 27

Names scrimshawed onto paper Promises tattooed with a stick into sand Faith  relentlessly mouths assurance  Through terrifying intersections of flesh and truth So still somehow  love's understood. * (April 27) ... read more

April 26

She called it instrumental percussive thunder cadence drilling on the roof misty white noise paradiddle the perfect improvisational splatter and yes, she sang like a bird. * (April 26)     ... read more

April 25

Perched alone hollow-boned  at the wall she hauled every-blessed-thing she thought should be hers up and over the ledge then flew over Gehenna. * (April 25)     ... read more

April 24

She read the prayer, imagined obsequious volume proper to the font, capitals and punctuation(!), guardedly tested AMEN (point two font only), deafening the room. * (April 24)     ... read more

April 23

Giving the gate  a side-of-the-foot boot she shook-screamed its blind-deafness sauntered away head up angry resilience not a path, not anything but direction.  * (April 23)         ... read more

April 22

Ripping away what's longed for from what's given first day of a new life what you leave evaporating  from who you are. * (April 22)     ... read more

April 21

Skin Keeps in  Holds out Shivers and sweats Scars tug and twist the bones Body and soul's embrace still never touches. * (April 21)     ... read more

April 20

Frictionless doesn't occur to gales or hail or prayer's aegis. It exists in the calm still vast lake  of after-ness. * (April 20)     ... read more

April 19

Heat and smoke filled choice Insatiable need intersects MUST and CAN'T What happens when faith Suddenly swallows All fear. * (April 19)     ... read more

April 18

She burned regret water pail nearby. Staying long after ashes  she hauled her tears home to warmly wash. * (April 18)     ... read more

April 17

Unchanging Rockpale arms uplifted eons of binding and loosingechoing pleas not looking downreflecting above. * (April 17)     ... read more

April 16. Sixteen words for NA PO MO

The good oath tumbledaround her mouth. Tasting words: I willforgive. Both blood and bread. *(April 16)     ... read more

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