
Rotting Silver is a column devoted to this Earth in all its tarnished radiance: poetry, prose, and parables of ugliness alloyed with joy.
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Rotting Silver is a column devoted to this Earth in all its tarnished radiance: poetry, prose, and parables of ugliness alloyed with joy.
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– 1. Ignorance – Come to me, soft Gratitude: As maiden Truth I am rolling in excrement, Picking it up and turning it, Molding figurines of deer and antelope, Cedars and mountains and absolutes, Exceeding so far in beauty I…
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From the Earth’s embrace, her lover pulled away. She asked, “What is wrong?” He replied, “You kissed me once and it was warm. But when you kissed again, it was cold, like the lips of a corpse. What does this…
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In the well-worn street A dog is barking, barking Barking at nothing In the marketplace Two dogs fighting for a bone Only one will eat
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