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Tayve Neese: Prophecy of the Four-Legged

The horned things knew
the scent of blood usurping sweet hay
as the woman cracked and sang.

October 20, 2021 · 1 Comment

Tayve Neese: Still, we wait for sounds of plumage

Still, we wait for sounds of plumage
in this world even angels shun.

August 2, 2021 · 2 Comments

Tayve Neese: At thirteen

Oh, Mariah, my life is now an apology
for how I forgot you, and let the tide
of my own life take me out to sea
when I knew that you needed me.

June 23, 2021 · 1 Comment

Tayve Neese: I believe in chakras

tankas and sonnets
are a species of orchid

December 7, 2020 · Leave a comment

Tayve Neese: Inside her muscle, a blossom,

This is what the tumor had done,
reduced the whole world to nothing
but metaphor

October 14, 2020 · 5 Comments

Tayve Neese: He says, it’s so shallow

murex shells teaching
wisdom of spirals

September 16, 2020 · 1 Comment

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