Stories tagged poetry

socks still soggy, turn, turn

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a man's gotta dohis laundry when it rains.there's a cactus on the windowsill.way over therea lady folds sheets.I read a chapbookby eddy elbow comma.really, most of ithas long underwear.

Act I: Cookout. Enter BIRD, SMOKE

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Yellow and brown mustard bottles on the tablecloth! Betty plays checkers with beef patties on the grill. Everyone wants to stick their blue plastic flatware in the potato salad. There's a cardinal on the fence. Bill bumps a croquet…

for this before me, these words only

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I see you dozingface-down nakedsave a black brassierewith a right footon a left thighlooking tarot-esqueas a verticallyhung fooland feel like the wizardwho came up withthe gas-powered combinejust now sipping brandy,about to stand up to receive a prestigious award.

on the deck

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A lean red ant meanders out from under a vinyl-covered mini-bikeacross a dome of lumber-frozen snow. It skirts narrow water-frozengaps between uneven cedar planks on the back patio. A brittle, nakedlattice of lilac twigs rubs its wood together and reaches up throughthin…

PALTRY POULTRY POETRY: A Collection of Unprose From the Mind of a Senile Teen

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Author's Introduction Teenagers go through a lot of hard stuff during their growing up years. I should know because, as of this writing, I am twenty years old and just out of the teen era of life. It's kind of a weird feeling to know that from here on out I have absolutely…

39 Miles to Tupelo

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The cows in the nearby pasture / look the same as anywhere else.


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Plymouth Circle

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...the Unitarian minister who / inspires you to share your Easter eggs / with those who are not hunters.


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and now I'm buzzing / through the muggy air / behind fireflies and night /bugs, whipping my gauze / wings in a blur of minimal / intention..

Two Birds Falling From Lime Twigs

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...strange dogs swimming / in a school of fish

Ravine camp with crates arranged in a half moon

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I saw the satyr eyelashes and forearm chalk / and gold rings through his nostrils so I asked


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sharing words

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it's all too simple to write these words and forget why we try so hard sifting through word play looking for meaning not there soon losing desire... but not losing track or focus of what drives us; it lies in plain sight. yet is far from reach

Human Spirit - a poem

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It feels for an exit.

A Pleasing Land of Drowsy

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Your body remembers the word for this, but you’ve no way of telling it...