“suicide is the
last triumph of the ego
to make the world wrong”
Tag Archives: found art
flower face
“That’s a possibility”, Janice says,
her face opening cautiously,
a dull flower.
on superiority
“He regarded me with the disdaining superior air of a combat veteran”
– from White Noise
a severe mercy
“we were together,
we were close,
we were overwhelmed
by great beauty”
won’t you celebrate with me haiku
won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life?
– excerpt from Lucille Clifton’s “won’t you celebrate with me” from Book of Light, 1993.
