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Issue 8A Journal of Letters and Life

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Four Poems
by Sheila Murphy
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The White Retraction

Senses fraught with entertainment overdose on coating turned to amplified cut diamonds. In a nimble crave of opiate dialysis, the comma left the room. Is there a name for what you have. Go ahead and brave the white retraction. Obfuscate mere moons. Sugars with light these variations, minking fathoms from our coarse new flair's untying foil. The Braille in any cameo appearance tries my fate on grindstone. Is that your transfer of a mood. New madras simplifies our louvered young trapeze. So toys unglued make chance a focal part of mildness several days from riverside avowal. Trades for smithereens to broach a topic someone can embroider freehand.
      Chaperones at rest, a questionable future tense

 
Conforming Logic


Curvature in lineage, conforming logic loaned after the default guru had pronounced a thing unthought. A rage of broken ties. Reverts to brie sing low. How well are far-flung lotions twice turned deadly. First then once, the story planked as drying fast. Stunned by a lightning bolt. Transition quietly to plan the pay for costs when losing one after the next. Evacuees take silence slowly. Quashing what we say, the flooding practice and the streets. Floating in mud. Sleeping on cots with more than two hundred neighbors. The country of emergency. Acrostic vehemence undresses history at last. Occurrence between five and six. An accent turning to an accident. Two hours more.
      Completion, wheel of water low to middle purview, coming to accept the diffidence

 
Worth Mincing


Treat the fashion to as a peculiar dust, announcing foray after a frond worth mincing. Scavengeable romps redeem some wounded fins replete with a surrounding fact of water as the matter. The courier is always late with heat. Repository sinking of the teeth into a prize makes little sense. My domicile not your domain. Demain entirely forgiven. Length strictens substance to induce opining the antiquity. New Roman numerals from now will seem mere plaudits underscored by bread in deep distortion. Who is weak may seem indomitable from proper distance with sufficient faith in heresy. I like my prizes to be all aglow during the worship service. Wearing purple white or blood.
      Econometric sacrifice, true blue, referenda pouncing on a wavelength
 

Whose Rigor


Registry abrupts into our pearly chaos minus politesse. Spare tarts. Selection looms over Niagara's being filtered at long last, buffered by none. Whose rigor are we meaning stalls our travel to the host. Impart to me by way of signaling your newfound loft. Is it canary colored, or unpainted peche. Are there going to be matching candles. Anymore, the silver seems a blanched young thing compared to what. To reconcile the distance from our chambers and the looming grasp of idee fixé and such. Archival flaws give grace where grace is due. Our stopwatch spoils earned curvature in certain trellises. Apostrophes fit nicely just above possession. A filler in the field prompts what inexactly. Stillness possibly an aftermath of voyaging reflexively considered a compulsion.
      Candidate said to be stiff versus reluctant gratitude


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