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by Kate Gough
c. Mary Kathryn Gough Instagram
I have finally instituted a writing day for myself. Non-interpretive, uninterrupted. Awesome. There is a rose on my desk from Valentine’s Day, I’ve eaten a delicious maple…… Read more “Memo # 12”
Solstice There is little snow on the ground when you begin your morning walk on this the shortest day of the year. This is the season of…… Read more “From For the Light”
mint makes merry in the mouths of maids with emerald-embered eyes and marigold hair. “make it mine,” she said. he did. “make this Orb my Oyster and…… Read more “.pearls”
the wet outside tamps down the dust in my soul, clearing my throat and freeing me to B R E A T H E – – –…… Read more “Active”
Tragedy, do you understand? the Tragedy of ideas pinned up like roses on the corkboard of Reason — concepts crucified, the souls contained within run out like…… Read more “Ideas/Dried Roses”
the day is finally peaceful enough for me to sit. Still. __________________ small birds cheep, tweet, warble, sing small songs & weave small loves of small things…… Read more “Fragile Feet Hold On”
light laces, sharply curving– splits, forks through dark trees lancing upward, lightning-like into inky blackness, numerical arms branching, breaking earth Open and arcing out into Air. soft…… Read more “.:snow on tree trunks:.”
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2001-2004, (published in College LitMag, Dialogue on blue-lined binder paper)
prop.erAs I’ll never be as proper as you, all trussed up in that slick silk tie and those laced and lacquered shoes, perky white collar (like leisure-to-go…… Read more “Prop.erAs”