Return to sender


she was a beveled mirror

in a room of crown moldings

 a crystalline caveat

maneuvering light

with effortless multi facet

a voyeur trapped

in lonesome looking glass

 returning all things

to sender

devoted in reflecting

a mundane landscape

so undeserving

of her brutal truths

calmly depicts

uninspired architecture

the pale rosettes

exactly as they are

makes no apologies

for their wainscot vanity

a. duncan, 2017




* Art / sculpture by the brilliant Mathias Kiss



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"She would fill endless notebooks with stories about the characters in her life, their impressions, words, friends, lovers, inspirations, fantasies. She spent her days dreaming up worlds where they fit together in visions; the if only, the never again, the someday. Those who knew her best would describe her as a creature with a clear and sometimes painful sense of herself; furious with ideas and convictions, to a point that she frightened love away with discernment and a relentless strength of character."

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