Joe Pagano

@Josephpaganojr

unagented writer home of poems and writing by Joe Pagano jr. retweet’s as

Joined July 2016

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  1. Jan 3

    The shadow of her lucid fingers color the rent fabric. Out of these meager gestures are the garments of being and time together stitched.

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  2. Retweeted
    30 Dec 2018

    Make an unknown author happy in 2019. Read his/her book. I have friends in very low places. They all care.

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  3. 29 Dec 2018

    Saturn pouts; monastic and dour, satellites in irregular orbit ring his yellowing hemispheres like a coronal tonsure.

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  4. 28 Dec 2018
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  5. 27 Dec 2018

    A black and dun dog presses its sentient nose to the boys chest listens to cotton mouths hiss in the despairing lungs before becoming words.

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  6. 27 Dec 2018

    Asleep on their shields, the dead settle into a maternal curve of hoplon, as once they slumbered against the cleft of their becoming.

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  7. 26 Dec 2018

    Coal smoke dies slowly against the ecstasy of green aurora stars as, resigned in boxcar cacophony, he despairs the absence of her love.

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  8. 26 Dec 2018

    Becoming two crows, an autonomous darkness within the yew bough, disentangles, baring wings which take flight.

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  9. 24 Dec 2018

    Love, peace and joy to my Twitter family; I will drink a cup of cheer in honor of your dreams tonight.🎄💕🎅🤶❄️

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  10. 18 Dec 2018

    Broken men ignite the lamps of lighthouses, guiding lost ships into safe harbors from which they themselves are barred entry.

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  11. 18 Dec 2018

    Starved and tormented in iron glowing Coliseum basements, what leonine reckoning was unleashed on the chained martyrs of Rome?

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  12. 9 Dec 2018

    There is nothing more patient in all of man's making than a grave, hand dug and empty of promise or compromise.

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  13. 6 Dec 2018

    With kisses he coaxed eels, whose bellies shone like exposed bone in the crescent moonlight, from the back of her drowned throat#micropoetry

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  14. 4 Dec 2018

    The memory of her voice burned like a traffic flare ignited at the scene of an accident on a lone dark country road.

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  15. 4 Dec 2018

    A heartbeat of 10,00 angels-the boys pigeons are loosed over iron stalagmites; With great fury their wings beat absolution to the city below

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  16. 4 Dec 2018

    It is hard to believe there was a time when either of us was very young, our naked selves speaking in a patois of carnality.

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  17. 30 Nov 2018

    Do you roam stone halls sleepless again tonight Jocasta, thinking of the infant-ankles sewn together-touching the vacancy above your womb?

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  18. 30 Nov 2018

    Slumbering in Eve’s basement, daughters huddle together dabbing the cruelty of men from the corners of their worn eyes.

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  19. 29 Nov 2018

    Damnable guardians of fortune have not given my yearning license but If we cannot live in love then by god let us die for it.

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  20. 28 Nov 2018

    Subsumed in the iced pail a dipper cradle lies full like the mouth of a drowned girl, reclined toward midnight.

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