#thehexofharris

not that he needed much direction, advancing across the worn carpet of a romantic soul

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 153 to 159 in the source text.]

October 6, 2020: “Proximity of Skin”

One bite        swallowed.

Spirit struggle expected.

The proximity of skin

      new 

         and 

                  terrible.

I saw the high school and the same streets; the houses on the outer fringes, alert to easy silence— the seemingly endless memories sticking up like bare bones.

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 88 to 98 in the source text.]

her soul craved the solitude of coffeemaking and reading

to work on sleep

to collect herself, to show the morning how deeply the pattern was broken

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 214 to 216 in the source text.]

all she had was some land to practice owning and another chair to keep the first one company

a house still echoing with possible diversion was a house suspended in promise

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 35 to 43 in the source text.]

for b.

this may not be what you want, a woman fading in hypnotic rhythm

her unassailable heritage of intentions, incidents, guilt; the tolerant smile of someone who had relaxed once, breaking ground for time, bit by bit

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 136 to 146 in the source text.]

she was frightened to discover that anger felt good. weak but at peace and difficult to kill, she was gorgeous like a mad dog.

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 50 to 55 in the source text.]