Tag Archives: Alex Stolis

ALEX STOLIS: Funeral for a friend/love lies bleeding

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If you’ve seen death then you know it’s not ever what you expect.
It comes in many colors: gunmetal grey, Easter egg blue, morning yellow.

There’s music: one time it’s Billie Holiday, another it’s Black Francis,
sometimes it’s a soft voice saying I love you, have a good life;
good-bye.

Alex lives in Minneapolis. See more at alexstolis.myportfolio.com.

ALEX STOLIS: Postcard from the Knife-Thrower, May 19, Klamath Falls, OR

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My disbelief in God has kept me alive this long.
Long enough to be set in stone, to be despaired
and unconvinced. Long enough to still taste you
on my lips. When sunlight fades, I catch glimpses
of the girl you were; mouthing private devotions
and absolution for all creation.

Alex lives in Minneapolis.