by Lannie Stabile When I cross a cemetery, I grip my breath like a rosary. I watch the tombstones blur,the iron fence galloping along. I finger the beads of my lungs until my chest pops. I try desperately to exorcise you. But the heart is weak and wispy. I release the imprisoned mistand breathe your ghost in again, as I Read More
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Bindle
by Lannie Stabile I ran away over steel tracks. My bad copper luck flattened as the whistle sang. Loose thoughts filled my pockets & two tight fists kept them company, as I walked midnight to nowhere. There are things I couldn’t leave behind: the park cedar heart I worked so hard for that first fall, latent fingerprints on scrolls of Read More