Stories tagged poem

I Can’t Wait To Develop Patience, But

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And they let the angels out at twilight, the dark twins of bats, and their troubled undersides. Never were the bats so disturbed. Never until now has true evil been so see-through, and clear.

The Dead in Paris, Complete

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

Finale

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the future wrapped up in a dream

What have we done to each other

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Hungry 6-Year-Old Crashes Car While Driving to Applebee’s

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That sort of says it all, doesn’t it? The skirmish for truth must be fought early in the morning. Lies happen later in the day. Big lies occur in the night. And this belongs directly on the surface of time as well: Alleged shoplifter arrested

The Thing on the Stair

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Autumn brings It

Blood Brother

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Treasonous brother

Naming the Beauties

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the signature of God/ consigning everything/ to the saturating energies of time.

Mirror, Mirror

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before the baby fat stayed// and the hair, unnaturally/ black and dry, thinned

Crack in the Cosmos

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There’s a crack in the cosmos, and pink is leaking through. There’s a crack in the cosmos, fix the sink, the toilet leak. There are many cracks in the cosmos, numerous. This is how time escapes. Good grief, they’re going to suck the cream

Nope

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devisive, indecisive. Can't cope. If you see something, say something. It's the end of hope. Squirrels Just Wanna Have Fun.

Half Staff

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We mourn/ in perpetuity and are inured

F the NEA. F M

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I didn’t win an NEA fellowship Again. Don’t understand why They don’t want to Show me the love, Or the money. I must be doing something Very, Very wrong, For it has been a long time That I’ve been knock, knock, knocking On heaven’s N

Forecast for Mid-December

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In the next week or two, the red oak/ will loose and lose its leaves

Haiku

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We’re on our way To a poetry reading. My wife says, You owe me one. Haiku.