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Sea of Insomnia
I strap on the apparatus so I can breathpreparing for my descent into dreamfrom which I come up sputtering regardlessout of the twisting currents of the unconsciousthere is treasure somewhere in the wreckageof memory, today and childhood scatteredand then confusingly reassembled—when you laughed and when you trembledin anger or delight, all tossed togetheron the bottom… Continue reading
About Me
Mark Folse is a provincial diarist and aspiring minor poet from New Orleans. His past blogging adventures included the Katina/Federal Flood blog wetbankguide on blogspot.com which David Simon told NY Magazine was one of three blogs that helped inform Treme, and Toulouse Street–Odd Bits of Life in New Orleans, which once outranked the Doobie Brothers on Google Search. His work has appeared in The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, Trampoline, Unlikely Stories, Peauxdunque Review, LMNL Anthology, The New Delta Review, Metazen, New Laurel Review, Ellipsis, What We Know: New Orleans as Home, Please Forward, The Maple Leaf Rag IV, and A Howling in the Wires (which he co-edited).
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Well Bottom Blues 