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Three Prayers from the BrokenHearted

Rattle / April 6, 2012

I. Earl In many failures have my daughters cried. Certainly they stumbled into trust at the rough, uncertain hands of […]

Rattle / March 24, 2012

I’m reading on the couch when she calls, asks for me by name. I smile at her scripted intimacy, imagine

Rattle / March 23, 2012

I had a dream once I went to work late. I found somebody else on the machine. He messed up

Rattle / March 19, 2012

I’ve never seen the sky this color sort of egg yolk around the edges, but pale as milk above, until

Rattle / March 18, 2012

Sell everything. Promise me an auction, an old guy hollering prices in a broken yodel, his voice so rough you’d

Rattle / March 17, 2012

I can’t press a fingernail into the President’s name till a jay cries from its tower of green leaves, a