Category Archives: Absolutes

Crucified Monks

Posted on November 14, 2015 by Jim Stewart

Shrouded umbrellas, like crucified monks, stoic, regarding warm surf breaking against steep sand. Beyond the waves, pulsing party boats sell revelry and forgetfulness to young people focused on pelvic beats and right now. The monks do not shrug. They await … Continue reading →

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Squeezed Grey

Posted on May 20, 2015 by Jim Stewart

I lob my own entrails without consequence or accountability, as if they are profound, as if they aren’t useless, as if they are art. Squandering breath has become a hobby and a habit. Each breath measures part of a poem … Continue reading →

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