Words

Thanksgiving

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Thanks for stoplights, to notice pink waves of dawn, reflected from sandstone foothills, that drift across my windshield Thanks for hold buttons, for forced moments to focus...

Mother’s Persian Rugs

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Mother wouldn’t have liked those three men— with their long grizzly beards and big Milwaukee guts, not to mention the mud they tracked all over Mother’s Persian rugs. That day it...

Tell me again

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I am the tinker-toy derelict in the corn;you are the plucky jalopy in the public pool.I mean to say, meet me in the delicatessen;leave...

Untitled

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Send out a plea Answer me, answer me I will throw myself down in front of it Whatever it may be I have faith now I send my faith...

the young, the the we, the all

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By the virtue that we are children & were more soThat young & exposed we were cunning enough to readThat the society of the...

Jupiter in Taurus

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I press the snooze button on my alarm three times and then finally wake up happy I step in to the outfit already laid out, place my foot in...

covid 19

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the sounds of new home construction hammering nails into dystopian rhythms waveforms like ring droplets on still water spreading through our quiet neighborhood like a virus  coming off...

A Real Estate

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I live in a borough called Beauty, at the end of a street called Strife, and I walk through a glade called Gladness down a long lonely...

open book (start on page one, or anywhere?)

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some days — if by days you mean libraries (i’m my own library) —i file myself under fiction;some days, anthologies  during regular library business hoursi read myselfas a...

My life as a ditch

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I am a ditch. I live in the ground. When the water flows through me it washes along my sides with a familiar tingling that I...

Summer Time

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I can’t think about summer enough. The gooey melancholy warm inside me like FAT Krinkle-Kut French Fries dipped in ketchup In between pool games and juke box...

Be Patient, Flower Girl

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Be patient, flower girl. Take time to grow, Teach the importance of knowing. Taking a look at perspective It is always changing. Leave dried seed heads and grasses Pruned back...