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Sunday Storms

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Poems reflect their poets. / Mine: ugly but loved. / It is just as well.

The Treehouse

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I noticed Sean changed after his grounding. We no longer played night soldiers around the block, no longer biked to the creek to catch crayfish he'd crush with his boots. Sean stopped hunting lizards, stopped charging smaller kids toll to pass…

Breaking Bread at Al Qalzam

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My first time alone with the women in Saudi Arabia...

Passion

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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.

Ain't the End of Me

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But even if the truth Never sets me free I'll know this ain't the end of me

Unreasonability

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kindergarteners sent to class with Uzis

Pageant Night

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All the baby monsters are being born on stage.

Snap

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An eternity in a crashing moment.

The Day I Discovered, Followed The Night I Realised

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Nature is perfect... We can never learn that much

Abortion Mill

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She arranged to have an abortion at a doctor Greene’s office, who practiced out of a converted house on Solano Avenue on the north side of Berkeley. I took her there the day of the procedure. You couldn’t go to a regular hospital to have this kind of thi

architecture

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you look like the insides of my cheeks chewed.

Ambivalence

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She said it feels wrong. Too wet, she said. I snickered, she smacked.

When Mistakes Are Made

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He also looked at the tv with a detachment he sensed was dangerous and the sensation scared him so he ran into the kitchen and felt ashamed alone in the hot room and trembled.

Precipitants

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we’ll never win/ the ongoing battle with dirt.

Candle Smoke Wishes

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“The minute I stopped wondering about the meaning of life is when I finally started enjoying life.”

Kwaazy Wabbit

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destroy the day rip up the track jump in the water eat nothing but bugs

Zen Yoga Mind Over Body Food Prep Hair Net

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See the hair Know the hair Remove the hair

A Bum and his Shopping Cart, Giving Up his Ways

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A bum leaves his shopping cart in the middle of the intersection at 7th Ave and Perry St and walks away leaving everything behind Shopping cart gets hit by an onslaught of yellow taxis whizzing by The contents flying out into the hum

Fix

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I’m sorry. We couldn’t fix the country and left her a bigger mess than we found her Oil leaking from her shores earthquake batter all over her skin We couldn’t fix her, and we’re sorry You’ll find her wreck in tatters at the bus st

Shiny Dime

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I saw the shiny dime . . . .

Man on the Moon

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I even listen to the Ugly Kid Joe version. I fall asleep perplexed and disheartened.

Busking for Free

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I'll always remember those warm, weekend twilights on the beach after the frolic of the waves seemed to flatten with the impending dusk, sending the surfers home and, after the bait was spent, sending the surfcasters away, I'd claim a square of sand as my stage,…

The Room of Doors

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"Which way ought we to go from here," he asked. She smiled again, "that all depends on where we want to get to." He nodded but didn't laugh so she sighed and strolled around the room, tuning and looking and considering her options.

Desire

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The young monk rose early to jog, his appetites trailing like cats in heat.

Thanksgiving, 2018

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The cornbread for dressing cools./ The cranberries boil with one cup each/ of sugar and water. The aromas are nice

specter in transit

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at the front of the bus/ sways a white-veiled woman:/ gnarled hands upon/ a bag of palms,

Full Moon

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Creatures of the dark don’t follow daylight savings

Either Side of the Glass

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Why do you lie? the old woman repeats when her mouth is not busy filling the waste bin. We sit as far away from her wheedle and wretch as the small waiting room allows. A young woman glares at us through the mental health clinic's safety glass…

far beyond

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far beyond the far beyond sparkles the stars like sparkles

Friends

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The boy stared out his window, noting the suns slow and eventual passing behind the distant mountains. He saw his face reflected in the window pane and turned away. His shadow loomed…