Stories tagged poem

The Road Back from Gray

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I'll Walk Through You

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Likely Story

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The guy said, did you hit me? Was it you? You run me down?

Weather Report

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How close is the rain?

Remembering the Beauties of the Island

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The Shapeshifter’s Husband

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she could be large-bosomed or petite depending on my mood

The Hollow Affronts, Internal

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And it's a tough thing to become a father, a contradiction; guiding a child to avoid the things that you know about so well.

The Disease

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"It's poetry," she said.

Tuesdays With Bono

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Park bench in San RafaelBono and I sit talkingA warm dayComparing our knucklesBoth hairy like my grandfather'sHe tells me he usesOne password for all his accountsThere are more important thingsTo think aboutThan one hundred different passwordsYou can't do thatI…

A Traitor of the Better Kind

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Go ahead, boy, pout like a fool.

1987, What I wanted

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I wanted to watch, for as long as I could, until my innocence, like balloons, disappeared from view.

The Cracked Sidewalk of Kentucky

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One summer night, as I walked alone down the cracked sidewalk of Kentucky underneath a canopy of maples where the moonlight fell through branches and lit my path with uneven lines I wondered: where does the residue of lust and desire go when everything you want to…

Casting Shadows on the Moon

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The earth's shadow on the moon is poetic, a sigh between sentences, using a definition rather than the word. It's waking in the middle of the night to the sound of thunder and rain tapping on the gutters on the roof…outside an open window. Existing…

Ovum

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At forty-five Gemma wants babies,her sister Nikki reminds her she can't stand the noise.What's left of these eggs still wants hatching, she says,it's more than an itch, it's an acute eczema rash.Emma's willing to give up everything she once cherished,cigarettes, white wine,…

A poem I woke up with, 'Purgo'

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Take the shower