Sandra Miller
dawn carries the train
weird bird
sans wing.
my adobe is no longer whiter.
we had plenty of company
we had enough.
a corporal of number
coral in nature.
the chickens killy
in the yard.
once we saw that sage
covers the planet floor
we no longer felt
greedy.
except for 3.
where will you get your ca–on
next rock that swallows you.
rust
little water to go around
goes around.
some apricots
thrill to the water
pit a tunnel
to get them.
neptune honking
had about it
a brook
hooked in her
nevada
held long smoke
like traveling
together.
a hydrating force
follows him
through reno
the thickness
of a ruby
if youÕve seen one.
the famiglia botanica
thieved up aurora
i have a question
for the desert
iÕm laying low.
loveÕs love liest
drawl
sip no more
the unreflected sky.
ÔHave you altered any since I have seen you.
IsnÕt it a funny question for one friend to ask
another.Õ
been a mit
before
the wastrel gets her prey
chapter seven
sere loots several
mellow margins.
ÔYou know there is no account of her death in
the Bible, and why am I not Eve?Õ
iÕd rather be
santa claus
thanks for the news.
the passengers
the baggagers
the baggengers
the luggengers
the luggagers
will kill me
killy kill kill.
the second the engine died
the crew expired
named for eating each other.