5/23/2016 1 Comment Two poems by Kenneth P. GurneySurplus Season Ravens live complementary to the highway. The roadkill the highway adds to the asphalt, the ravens subtract through ingestion. Their relationship is not perfect, in balance, zero sum. Four Degrees The ache my heart feels maps itself in the darkness as a dying star falls from the heavens. The echo of that ache burns like a half hour too long under the southwest sun. The shadow of that ache exists without words painted in the twitch my limbic system pushes through my cerebellum into my left wrist. The demonstration of that ache displays itself in the raised white skin of fifteen parallel lines cut across my right thigh. Bio: Kenneth P. Gurney lives in Albuquerque, NM, USA with his beloved Dianne. His latest collection of poems is Stump Speech. His website is kpgurney.me.
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5/24/2016 06:57:44 am
Who are the visual artists? That is, who is the photographer of the mural and who is the mural artist?
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