Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



Even Love

October 8th The way you flew in giving me books that describe poetic endings. Oh, Samarkand, your love, your breadth, the ages you spanned! I'll never love another book the way I loved you. As deep as the ocean that... Continue Reading →

Sans Manuscript

"What is pain but my whole world?" She might have said, throwing herself down, with hands and arms askew and eyes toward the heavens, to her resting place next to me. "I say it's part of healing, perhaps." Dramatic insult... Continue Reading →

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