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Nicole Pakan
7 May 2012puddle jumping
the SNAP
of a child’s gum -
Nicole Pakan
21 April 2012morning mist
the sleepy heads
of iris -
Nicole Pakan
26 August 2011old wood creaking,,,
the light footsteps
of birds -
Nicole Pakan
29 July 2011She went under at the age of fifteen, bootstrapped into
shadows and omission. Like fledgling revolution, she was
all elbows and ankles and steel, cutting her teeth on clumsy
hits, dealing in lies and speculation. Hers was a radical
sensibility, always metal, cold in her hands, the slow click, bolt
through the shaft of her imagination. Now she’s high
scandal, trafficking caution and cash, a portrait of long
thighs and wrists. There’s no way out when you’re in
demand, there is only down, down and onward. -
Nicole Pakan
20 May 2011the distance between
a gate, or through it all
the space you learn to live through love and war
rapture
a detail often missed -
Nicole Pakan
17 November 2010over the wheel like
Catherine’s
belly clenches
jostled onto
tightly welded
slivers
or covered by
plaster, flawless
puttied into
loveliness
perhaps
pilgrimage,
a brazen sky -
Nicole Pakan
1 November 2010morning chill
our pumpkin’s
wrinkled smile