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Carrie Moniz's Writings

Poem
Nov.04.2011
Third Wednesday Vol. 2, Issue 1, Winter 2009/2010
 We did it while the cat hissed in the glass at her own arcing image. We did it with the stock market crashing in dull flashes in the background, door open to a hall.   The faucets calcified and the termites relieved the pepper tree of another branch. We did it on the table papered with bills and bounced checks, shoved aside stacks of bowls and pots,...
Poem
Nov.04.2011
Third Wednesday Vol. 2, Issue 1, Winter 2009/2010
After his wife was raped he refused to kiss her body... I read this article while I chop onions for a stew, peel carrots, potatoes, and with the blade end of my tool carve out the dark places, too bruised,  too soft to eat.