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Blue Dresses

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It makes me feel like a dirty old man: adorning Celia, Making an offering of my blue dresses, adorning Celia.

FEAR OF LANDING

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“Omaha is filled with fine clothing stores for men,” he says, “all of them doing very well. Whereas Minneapolis is a different story altogether.” I am trying to sleep in seat 26C. 26B is occupied by Mildred who has already introduced herself,…

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

Raleigh

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My dad / always had a fondness for Raleigh’s kind of loss

The Avenues Of Occupation And Other Short Stories

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A vanishing of something we never got to see. All we've been left with are impressions, imaginings

Quantum Quandary

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I love the notion of uncertainty-/ which seems inherent/ at the level of particles-

His house

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His house incubates memories. As he sleeps, they hatch.His house is neither here nor there. It occupies a space between watchfulness and insomnia. Grey birds nest on its roof.His house is a refuge from everything except himself. The floor, walls, roof are fat with him.…

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…

Leda, After the Swan

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I do not jerk up to sirens birds doorbell shouts hello hello through the letterbox hello

Art Is Resilient

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Our revolutionaries Have evolved into gamekeepers

a different kind of poetry slam

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removing oneself sometimes occurs only on the page

Breaking Bread at Al Qalzam

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

Johnny Bruzzone: Pool Hustler

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I was a coward and didn’t want to get killed like Heimley. Heimley was a nut at high school. I saw him myself one night put his hand right through the windshield of this car he was working on, along with a monkey wrench. Sure, he was drunk, but th

Trust

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I wonder if it was my voice or the words I was almost but not quite saying, cautious words, the kind that wander deep inside one's mind ...

Passion

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From words to meaning― how complicated it is.

October is the month when your dog dies

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Haiku, Sort Of

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“You look so … distinguished. My!” she said.

PRELUDES AND INTERLUDES

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Her friend had been drunk, and sometimes after two or three quarts of beer, he'd tell people that he was Jewish.

No Cheese

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My supper consisted of no cheese My marriage consisted of no violin

Black Night Takes Bite

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The Black night reached under his shiny silk jacket And touched the steamy leather of his holster.

Earth Day Celebration

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At the annual Earth Day celebration, Frieda looked up in the sky and saw a lone goose. It had caught her attention with its call, echoing off the buildings and trees.

Cat Haikus

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You have more names Than a Spanish grandee. Your lives I’m too envious to count.

Runts

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Dead drunks sing Christmas/ songs-

Walls

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No one would have picked me out of a crowd as the morbid one, but it was true that thoughts of easy exits floated through my consciousness regularly. I did my research—the easy methods, painless, guaranteed methods—and felt prepared to do, well, w

Five Poems

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First Fall in Love by Darryl PriceWhat the black lives matter peopleare saying is black lives matter, too.Just as much. What blue meanies aspeople are saying is blue mattersmore. I don't believe that and neithershould you. What the green lives matterpeople are saying is we…

Experimental Poetry

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Sometimes the dirt just stays dirt

Food, Marcia, Food!

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Marcia Get a load of This I got two pictures Of food Of food Marcia You're gonna Love it Look at this I got one Of just the salt and Pepper shaker God You're gonna Love this

'Bout Time

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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

Kwaazy Wabbit

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