........The Poetry Of.
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Emily Clarice Harriman ....................
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Helium Head ....................
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Lighter than hydrogen ....................
my head ....................
is full of white noise ....................
poised to rise. ....................
Let nothing filter in ....................
to compromise this island ....................
float of brain. ....................
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Outside of pain ....................
beyond an atmosphere ....................
of any kind ....................
air is something ....................
small enough ....................
to slip inside, slick enough ....................
to help me prize ....................
my locks ....................
and make a geta ....................
way. ....................
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Beds Are Couches
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I had a dream ....................
where seven sisters ....................
wove a never ....................
ending ....................
length of chainmail. Back ....................
and forth, reinforcing ....................
at the breast ....................
where I could see ....................
they'd put ....................
a crest: a gryphon ....................
eating ....................
a phoenix- not ....................
allowing it to burn ....................
and rise again. I halfway ....................
loved it. Tried it on. ....................
Heavy ....................
it was ....................
but I spun ....................
round the room in ....................
circles ....................
till my arm turned into ....................
pillow then to ....................
lead- trailing heavy ....................
chainmail ....................
and the ....................
sounds of a trapped thing ....................
dying ....................
without ....................
glory ....................
flame or ash ....................
to resurrect it. ....................
Then came ....................
morning. I suspect ....................
it was the kind ....................
of thing ....................
a person tells ....................
their ....................
analyst, but ....................
this one's ....................
mine. ....................
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Familiarity Of Grief
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I know ....................
it's day ....................
by sun ....................
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and night by moon. ....................
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I know it's you ....................
by sound ....................
of heavy foot, the slow ....................
and sidewise ....................
slide of heart ....................
from what ....................
it ....................
cannot beat aloud ....................
-and me, by ....................
cloud. ....................
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