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Tornado Diary

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The storm grew in might until it spawned the worst kind of tornado, an F-5 or Finger of God.

People Called Our Windows Art

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Mama hung them everywhere. It started with just a few, in our apartment and outside on the brick. She made walls into windows.

World Trade Center

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I can feel the souls of those who perished here They’re still here like old kites hanging in the sky tattered, but they won’t come down or can’t come down just yet because they haven’t fulfilled their unborn promises t

Lovelies on the Last Shore

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All of those lovelies, pitched on the ground, ignored and ready to rot.

Human Frailty

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Conceptio culpa Nasci pena Labor vita Necesse mori

An Object for the Sun God

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this one was abandoned... a splinter left under the skin, pushed out by protective flesh

In the Woods

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...a blunt thrust of a face, uncongenial in profile, and the ubiquitous green cap that says John Deere, with the yellow ideogram of a deer for graduates of our local schools.

LUPUS

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Unexpected Fever

One Bag of Popcorn

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“Dad’s a dick,” my sister said. I nodded. He threw $20 on the candy counter for one small bag of popcorn and told the girl to keep the change.

Joe for Town Council

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“I heard your dad took out the Dairy Queen drive-thru,” said Pat.

Admiral Cheng Ho's Lost Compass

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“Cheng Ho didn’t go just Cape Horn; treasure ships visit Australia and America. His very advanced compass. Not just point north-south. Show east-west too.”

Latitude Adjustment

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Down South now means August cold snap, the forties roaring my wool cap off my head.

Birds Fly(a chapbook of seven+ poems)

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Birds FlySeven Poemsby Darryl Pricefor Charlotte and Mel, as always"We should insist on joy in spite of everything."--Tom Robbins“I don't need your love. I don't need you to understand. I just need you to listen.”—Perfume Genius1. I Want to Sing to…

Arcana Magi - c.24: Desperation

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Oryn woke up in her desk. Sweat trickled from her forehead. Staring at her notepad, with her latest calculation, she forgot to go home. Her thoughts of Alysia calmed for now, but still lingered from her dreams.

The Dead in Paris, Complete

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Did we get Jihadi John?/ And the highway to Mosul?// What’s the score?

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

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We didn't wear shoes in the summer, except for Sunday school and church. The soles of our feet were black and tough as shoe leather.

She Waited for Him

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what smells like love may not be love at all

Lens

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Night fell and the photographer slept, one hand between Prue's legs.

Antenna

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When I squint at her from across the table I can see the waveforms created by her carrier signal.

Siblings

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It seems the people of this house were a happy family – The smiling faces, the children’s enthusiasm tells me as much. I wonder what happened to them.

the last thing

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salmon maple syrup horseradish smoke detector the list read, scrawled in purple marker on the refrigerator door.

The Nielsens (part two)

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[continued from part one...]After sweeps, my schoolwork started to slip. I had trouble paying attention in class, and my workbooks and tests came back from the teacher marked in ketchup red ink. I had always been a good student, and this academic…

Death At McDonalds, or How I Learned To Love

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"I sighed heavily. 'Goddamn it...' I spat under my breath. 'Every motherfucking time..."

Common Sense

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'Yer a cool, cool glass of water baby....'

Comes After Cato

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When they called him down there to the morgue to identify the body, he drove behind the wheel of his truck like some steady maniac on a long haul. The Ford 150 cried out for new shocks, but that hardly mattered. Mud plastered side panels and…

Wet funeral

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I know now, how she moves without verbs after you crushed her into the river.

Years After

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Years After she can go home.

Close those lips

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Ma tells me not to put a tampon between my legs. For fear of cotton fornication.

April

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...he thought often of the rollicking waves, of being pulled under, of being weightless and senseless...

Catalog of Disappeared Things

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He runs a mail-order business from a storefront and distributes a catalog of disappeared things.