The Archive
Poems, essays and stories from the first iExile, restored with their original titles and writers, year by year, oldest first.
2015
Spent
The time spent vehemently
between yesterday & tomorrow
stutzin'Emot
To me, faggots are people
Niggers are people
to me, people who stone peoplealenaciC
Beyond 6 ft., footless
Ashed, coughlingly into the asmathic abyss
Dieseled awayAs I go
Concrete roads, cemented
Going only
Left or right North and southDeequal
It was equal to me
minus te hopeDesouled
Naked, naked dancing in thought, in flour
unreaped from grain
Deloved by yeast
2016
DarkWoman
And so I see the world with black eye whites
I touch you with dark hands
Your insides are less than whiteA la …
Trust stone's soul
It will dance your mirage
Closer & closerHope’s Quest
Hope arrives quietly
unescorted, without fanfare
Hope doesn't understand she is not welcomeSpeciesless
From head to toe
He left
He wentMoral undance
Naked, by the moonless breath
With visible hope, unfogging glossy moans
Destatuing the unrisenPlease, let the crazy run the asylum!
Who cannot smile, shouldn’t cry. Just be still for a moment and let the lips follow their…
Hahah
Ha, ha, haha
The laugher was there without the hahah ha & ha
Was above the unstoppableSleigh
In the morning, that night was gone
I hooflesed my horses
One by one, a meadow at the timeThe one I knew
The immortal I met the other day
Had died
I’m toldLanguageless
If I were speechless
How would you receive my whisper?
Would you decipher my thought between comas?Decircled
Run into the night
Unseen by mortals
HideMother nature
mother nature, the whore
STD-ing any cloud
The shadowGarret days
Shinny day today
More or less today than any day
Other dayCalf
Barren
Risen and orgy and late
I learned not to die by my hand by a hope