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Once upon a time in the days of old
There lived a poor tailor who- I am told-
Did brag that his daughter
Spun straw into gold!
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I keep my love for you in me, /
like the egg of a worm,
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13 rooks on a lifeless tree
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When our kids were very young, my wife and I believed it was important to give our children traditions that they could grow up with. One such tradition that we shared each Thanksgiving was to walk down by the cliffs along the ocean. We'd all go, our kids…
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She picked the fish out of the box leaving a pool of mucus and blood slowly congealing on the shelf and dripped it toward the kitchen table. Outside the wind lashed the tops of the poplar trees together and rain sprayed from the barn roof opposite.
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israeli flares light gaza/ casting incandescent nudity/ upon jumbled puzzle piece buildings.
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I feel about the universe/
as Abrahamics are supposed/
to feel about their Yahweh, /their God,
and their Allah:/ I am in fear,
I am in awe, /I am in love.
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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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She’s changed leaves to emeralds. Worn a shawl of inked birds’ wings.
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We know them just enough/
to recognize them when we find them.
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It's just another night in the old city, perched in the skeletal radio tower with my collection of telescopes
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Background
foreground
life in the middle
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All I wanted to know was: Am I coming close? You could have given me a clue. How was I to know how deep the scar ran? I always thought scars were superficial, but I was young, and willing – what did I know?
What would they have done if they had come
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Occasionally I will pick up a quarterly—
As a budding poet, to do what I oughterly,
And peruse the pages for helpful examples
That I can crib or use as samples.
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It was by the well on one cold early spring morning
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He was instantly on her, pulling at her nightgown
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a song jolts my memory . . .
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If the Titanic rises from the bottom of the sea,
I will meet you on deck, in a deck chair.
Fully dressed for a change.
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“I want you to know that you are being watched,” Ernie said. “I have trained a camera on your work station.”
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When we started plans for the party, none of us wanted Larry to die, most of all Larry himself.
Actually, when we first started plans for the party, Larry wasn’t dying.
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You were gone, long gone, and I could no longer smell your scent as I walked through the empty house. I couldn't bring myself to unpack the boxes, and they lurked like a forest of overgrown drab Legos.
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Sunday morning beginning with a bang. Accused, found wanting, sentenced.
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Our afterlife depends upon//
what interesting shape
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Before she flushes the toilet the world is spinning.
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Girl with glasses and
skinny fingers
playing with wires
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a poem about things exploding/burning down/scattering for miles.
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Rosea plays a bohemian plainsong for the cosmonauts among us, while her fuzzy apple hips spit glitter, spin strobes: pink shades of pantyline flicker; lip-licked neon hues scrape strings in B sharp, a gloomy clue.
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