Text Box: CAVE MAN Screams can fracture limestone, orphan ghosts sliding off calcite walls. Articulation is born in the dark and twists its shoulders through unknown passages. Thinking can shake the trees which drop ripening emerald leaves sewing the seeds of all grief. Our echoes ring through the wood of tall sequoias and drip like sap through age-cracked storm-withered bark. This is how you will find me: locked in an amber stone hanging around your neck, accepting your tears as you mourn.

Amanda Earl's recent erotic fiction was published in The Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica, Volume 5, Carroll & Graf, 2006. Her poems and stories continue to spread like dandelion seeds throughout the Internet and occasionally in print. In January 2006, she was feature poet on www.latchkey.net, but alas no centrefold on the web. She writes for the Ottawa Poetry Newsletter blog (www.ottawapoetry.blogspot.com), edits and writes reviews for Cheapeats Toronto and Cheapeats Ottawa, and is the managing editor of Bywords.ca and The Bywords Quarterly Journal. She lives juicy in Ottawa with her husband Charles and shelves full of erotica, poetry and dust bunnies.

I See a Darkness

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