erupt

beautiful omen
of sublime presence

of ashen monstrosity
incandescent mist
billowing legion 

of inestimable domains
cosmic loop encasing us

of new landscapes erupted
emerging
enchanting

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seeing

friday afternoon asking questions
knowing every answer that would be given
watching body language
hidden truths revealed with gestures
without words hitting air
Cassandra looking at Clytemestria
through the window

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Heat Index of the Diabolical Grape, or Iconoclastic Mold Punch

Puss could fry in this heat
I protested the fierceness of the crematory conditions outside by remaining indoors
day four of me ceasing to inbibe cigarettes
I need clear air to breathe in this hot hell-bound wind
though if you’ve watched as many Hellraiser films as I have
Hell isn’t described as a hot place
it’s a state of mind for the morally corrupt
for those who have chosen to lose their state of Grace
told you I get warped in this heat

would a placenta’s liquid grow firm and rubbery with the introduction of egg-frying heat?

I once saw a teenaged girl’s jelly shoes stick to pavement
115f degree weather in Dallas when I was eleven (church youth group trip)
my brother would wait until it was hot and humid in midwest summery heat
when my parents were away at work
he’d use his chemistry set, a spot of gasoline, and a few bottles
to make his own homemade mini-bombs to smash on the driveway pavement
don’t buy your kids chemistry sets

I used my little Bensen burner to fry marshmallows and
make marshmallow chocolate bar n’ graham sandwiches
smores or ghost egg/ectoplasma gravy
you choose the labels here

ever see the episode of the woman living in the city
while most people had abandoned it in search of colder climates
Twilight Zone
The sun in the picture she painted began to melt
I pray my a/c lives long and hardy these last few weeks
I bleed hard and quick in such heat

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alpha male

You added a piece to the vision today
addendum to paradigmatic gendered performance
you walking into your living room
my back to you in front of your fireplace
wearing the illusion you selected for me
obedience to your idealized objectification
long black wig with curls hanging over my downturned face like a veil
jezebel smudges and stains across lips, eyes, cheeks
my arms crossed in the front concealing breasts
my head down
me staring at the crease in your slacks
you staring at the curve of my spine
my ass and thighs barely encased
a shimmering black and gold micro dress and five-inch heels
your thickly veined hands sliding over then under to pull up the hem
the windowpanes shine unnatural light in the silent dark room
vertigo descends upon me as I glance at the streetlights below outside
we are both trembling

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touch

hands with heavy veins
strong grip
soft palms
fire radiating from long fingers
to dark eyes asking
to be allowed to touch
you may

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mirar fijamente/espejo #30days #30days2018 by Cherie Ann Turpin

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you asked me if I was okay
i didn’t say what was really on my mind
i didn’t ask why do you stare so much at me
your eyes like your voice tipsy
that moment felt like a cotillion
waltzing and rocking back and forth
never touching
never kissing
court manners
social expectations
respectability of distant admiration
without acknowledging
phallic intent behind the gaze
not complicated to understand

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ignored crisis #30days #30days2018 by Cherie Ann Turpin

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mid 80s era memory from Atlanta
neighbor died in his apt
lonely grad student from GA Tech
mid June heat and flies did their work
the smell of death walking nearby
dozen eggs long expired exploding
as breath of life liquified and melted
like gaslight unlit in a room with locked windows
no one noticed his silence or absence
until the smell reached beyond his walls
the slow creep of rot ignored by us all

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