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Author Archives: lbk
now go to bed
The ferryman stands, spits to the side, walks the length of the dock to me, his feet making a hollow thud on the soft wood. I am bedraggled. There’s mud in my hair. He shakes his head sadly, asks for … Continue reading
come what may
Sailing through the Straits of Confusion I knew it would come to this. Still, when the storm winds caught the ship, my light went out. The black waters lashed at us. I lost my footing. The deck heaved and fell … Continue reading
in reflection
Buffalo Man looks into the water to see if he might see himself reflected, but all he sees is stars. Lake Water Woman says nothing. OOO
perfect fit
I was given a new pair of shoes and sat to pull them on and lace them up. They fit perfectly. So perfectly that I couldn’t feel them at all. It felt like I wasn’t wearing anything, like it was … Continue reading
hermit walk opens time
Somewhere along the line I lost my footing and now I can’t get purchase, I am floundering. I call for help. “It takes time.” The voice is old and clear. “Yes I respect that. It’s just that I’m pretty overwhelmed … Continue reading
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path dancer
I find myself on a narrow path with nothing on either side to buffer or support me. As far as I can see ahead the path continues in this way, leading nowhere. There is wind, a thin strip of rock … Continue reading
it’s you
When I come to the lair of the river dragon I find flowers in a vase among the buckets of old nails and brushes. I see betrayal in the long arms of blossoms the color of sunlight. “You’ve been entertaining … Continue reading
river bottom
From the firelight into the water ~ The river bottom mud is soft and still. It calls to me. I think I might lay the weight of me down there a while. But no, the river flow has me, lifts … Continue reading
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Launch
The Ferryman declares victory The Ferryman catches me up and lifts me into the air. For a moment I am completely airborne, my hair flying out in all directions. Then I am down and we are dancing, spinning, holding each … Continue reading
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