Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: October 2013

October 31, 2013: The power's out.
October 30, 2013: Jitters.
October 29, 2013: From the air the water glows.
October 28, 2013: Who is he?
October 27, 2013: Pills, fallen beneath the bedstand.
October 26, 2013: You are not of the justice you believe yourself to be, the justice of the earth.
October 25, 2013: My little wolf cub stares with gray and white affection.
October 24, 2013: "I love you."
October 23, 2013: What commerce with the darkness?
October 22, 2013: Where are you?
October 21, 2013: I will not join your cult.
October 20, 2013: Did he become who he became because of her beatings?
October 19, 2013: Your friend is at a sunny outdoor lunch table, talking on his cell phone.
October 18, 2013: Milling lost crowd before the Church of Saint Francis.
October 17, 2013: Gypsy fires on the moor.
October 16, 2013: Dim.
October 15, 2013: You are the worm.
October 14, 2013: Evil that fails to recognize itself.
October 13, 2013: Jupiter.
October 12, 2013: Pure poetry of panic.
October 11, 2013: The world is so loud.
October 10, 2013: There is no you.
October 9, 2013: Board girl on the bike path.
October 8, 2013: If you're burned alive...
October 7, 2013: Faux Etruscan amphorae on a shelf above the door.
October 6, 2013: My friend is very ill.
October 5, 2013: What the glass door said...
October 4, 2013: Street man in top hat: Abe Lincoln works the corner, palms up.
October 3, 2013: Me and you, stuck like glue.
October 2, 2013: And if you liked him --
October 1, 2013: Three poets and a pretty girl.