Sea Glass by M.G. Iannucci and W.C. Stacia, Jr.

shattered… skies cornfields blue framing stark contrast, abrupt from the hue she swept it away straw and broom a cleansing, a purging, unburdening detritus and it was the slightest trace of scarlet the wound it sliced as he hauled its plastic tomb to the curb ~ bleed, he must the wound, pain’s aperture the tomb, […]

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Old Growth (Prose)

A droplet skims, knee to shin, the pristine captured in crystalline. The valley rumbles with the sin of decadence while goldenseal twines delicate feet in the shade of the canopy where I sleep. A flake slides the mountainside smooth white as thighs, and mosses spin rhizoids where I abide. The fissure where ancient glacial ice […]

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Watermarks

sincere tears soften scars ~ watermark my heart ~ © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Art:“Twixt Wind and Water II” by Jenny Armitage Floods in South Wales Forced Marriage

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Declination

this selkie’s skin slips from the lines i cannot be quoined within your rhymes . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Note to Self: How do you measure success, gaining money or maintaining integrity? You can have both. One feeds the body, the other the Soul. The real work that you do will never be recognized in […]

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Trulli

loosen the keystone a precarious home where outcomes are better left unknown . My body’s family comes from the Puglia region of Italy, where these unique stone houses are built. The entire structure rests on the strength of the keystone. This stone was formed deep in the earth by harsh forces that fused individual grains […]

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Zephyr

i am the wind that spans the sea no mortal man will capture me . When I was young, my grandfather often read poetry and stories to me. His favorite story to recite was “The Little Mermaid”, Hans Christian Anderson’s original and not Disney. Will a man choose the truth of his soul or the […]

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Malleable Memories

     Stiffly pressed with starch and steam, the musty breath of the iron on sheets and brocade pleated to be hung gingerly. Silk embroidery, needles that scar that which is hard to hide, a call for the precise. Crimson droplets from a stuck thumb under the drum of the banging machine are caught in the […]

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Depth Gauge

rescue diver sized me up hooking belt loops, thumbs tucked, . he said,” ya go for the strong ones, the ones who got fight left in ‘um”, . i thought it was cruel. he said, “worried ’bout you?” . cracking a wiley grin, “i see those wheels spin. . babe, just stand up you don’t […]

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Pinned

hemp swells  in the warm mist, clenching knots like splintered fists, as i take a marlin spike to their grip. . there is a moment  before tying off when two arms carry the full weight of the yard,  chant thundering  with the crack as rope whips deck. . and you don’t let go or let them […]

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Orientation

wrapped in  consequence, enrapt in   silence, this presence counts moments like cracks in the sidewalk. . at times i forget and skip a step like a girl with pipe curls and patent leather shoes, absorbed in the bounce  and click as run ahead of you. . i said i would not leave, yet I watch […]

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