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Half Wives

by on Oct 7, 2014 in Poetry | 1 comment

Like Schrödinger’s cat the half wives live in boxes with a loaded gun, neither living nor dead, until their box is opened and the cold and messy laws of probability take effect. That’s why I never open boxes. Sometimes I hear them breathing. More from Chris Lynch: Tell Me the World is a...

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Tell Me the World is a Forest

by on Apr 1, 2014 in Poetry | 0 comments

Tell me in the forest there are mushrooms and typewriters. Tell me mushrooms taste good and typewriters never rust. Tell me how typewriters spawn like fireflies at lunar eclipse, how they settle down like ash among mushrooms and moss. Tell me you’ll show me. Tell me there’s a temple...

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