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Austin Sonnet

Sitting next to you as the sun goes down And dies a world of fire upon the lake. A raised glass empties all the sunset To your cheek; the table spreads horizon-wide. And we sit as we have come, apart By inches. Hundreds of miles of inches. Night comes on. A few boats. Voices drift From the water until they become ...

Assumption

Windy and chipped she stands, The last great goddess, Her painted smile chapped. Her leaded dress Peels blue and white, about her wrapped. So all earth’s gods decay When mortal holds change hands. A white bit of her face Falls to her feet. Alone, What does a goddess think Turning to stone? Why does she smile? Her ...