Stories tagged poem

blanck (1?)

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① / empty space / not black / not white / not noise / blanck

Salt and Light

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As clever as clean bed sheets

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. The shopping cart getting hit by an onslaught of yellow taxis whizzing by. The contents flying out into the humid afternoon

The Vitality of Stones

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we can’t hear the hum/ and the heat is imperceptible.

Haiku For My Old Neighbour

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Old man lives next door

50,000 Abandoned Dogs Roaming Streets of Detroit in Packs

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“The dogs were having a pool party,” he said. “We went in and fished them out.”

Epitaph N+1

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We die in order to get some rest

The Front Window at Starbucks, NYC

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The women of this world are often drawn, painted, and sung about. What is it about them that we cannot resist looking at that flesh? The ripe flower of it, the full-throated, bird-like fluttering caused inside the heart when the draperies fall away? When

Laundromat Haiku

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Laundromat

You Are

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"Let somebody else deal with for a while, man, I'm tired."

3 Good Hubcaps: Do Not Tow

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Parked at the curb in front of the church an old black hearse that looked like it had been used too many times with 3 good hubcaps, one with writing on it that said: “Possession of the punk band: God's Trashcan. Do not tow."

So Good

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It’s good to get perfect in the rain. It’s good to get perfect in the back seat of a power boat on a river in the hot summer air with the mosquitos sucking the life out of you. It’s good to get perfect with your bare back rubbing up against the rough

Where is Now and When is There?

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The floor dissolves beneath us, pierced by lasered/ glare of countless eye-beams.

Haiku For Birthdays

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A Vicious Deer?

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A man came across the hall to talk to us. He was buying some paintings. He had a white deer on a leash. Fosca (our Malamute) said: “That's a vicious deer.” She kept putting her paw on its shoulder. …