Chris D'Errico
Earth Science
Night Curls
Chris D’Errico is a musician and writer of poetry and prose. Born in Worcester, Massachusetts, he lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, where he shares a home with his wife and a small clouder of cats. For more, visit: www.clderrico.com.
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Earth Science
with a more conspicuous mouth a stereo pin said education only better just- oneclickaway makes people smile what dumb no, being isn’t being out of water a fish dry reasoning of the life-force and without just now | specific as an angel typical head makes people liars ice whose virus fault slips this way a fish it’s being that doesn’t like water as denial seasoning those nervous tomorrow means not today |
Anybody’s, gone Muted skyface pale Together, an endless Soil, twin Smarter, further Growing, fed Skin of millions Alien, driving Crown, the vespers Into the prone body Self emerges through holes Trending to be human Blob, lost Blank, sometimes A bookshelf, a bed Rings of a key Breath, gauging Home’s false seeming Man’s name against In place of, nothing has arrived Tactile Agony, dots A brain like wet The use of mirrors, in Aimed at my head Blood, as mood Grenade against the sun Traction, a truer blank Days, packages Of ruin Totems, hiccups Voice, a looming Battered wash, surround Nod out, as if Will it, waddling on A turn just beyond flesh Reams, disremembrances Mold of another, fly-bait Void, least a pattern Wax something, or hoar Then space, where isn’t Gluttony of another color Ghost, of correction What, sleep is for
Chris D’Errico is a musician and writer of poetry and prose. Born in Worcester, Massachusetts, he lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, where he shares a home with his wife and a small clouder of cats. For more, visit: www.clderrico.com.
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