The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

Route Sonnet

Accompanying music Feeding thirsty leaves, the grapes paint the concrete oily yellow; & they keep unique pastel glow e’en when wrinkled by dry age. Get’n to business pecks the crow, front & back, that beaky drummer; no concern that e’en in summer faded mountains still smell like snow. But that sun was far too distance; […]

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Seaweed Sonnet

Accompanying music. I can taste the bloody iron in your sticky spinach clinging to the rocks, your simple sirens, though its your leaves that are singing. There is safety in remains, memories o’ wine-sweet bliss; ride on waves, on ships, on chains, green all that is colorless. Still you cling to my gray shoes; though […]

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There is Warmth in the Cool, Dark Night

Accompanying music. Ignore the sun’s slander: as much as there is in the golden retriever, there is strawberry syrup in the heart o’ the salamander. Black is the color o’ cola & chocolate, & I can feel the moon’s flour crumble in my fingertips, can feel the soggy brown leaves hug my feet as they […]

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