Stories tagged poetry

Cotton

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When I was a child, before, there was a man who told my mother one day he owned half the place on Fayette Street. That was the first time I smelled Jim Beam on a stranger’s breath.

Esther

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the moon is the pupil of the cave’s eye

Flo Rida!

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Ida Ho

Rest In Peace

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Gone he is in his designated place Just resting in peace while I barely move on

Meeting for a Drink

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But the profligate are blameless now Those who conflate sex and love the way dumber animals mistake heat for light have moved freely back to some primal zone where if I’m felt to be contradictory to the surroundings it’s because I wanted t

cuneus + forma

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the warnings we fear are the selfsame ones of ourselves of our vertical need to be first to the heights redoubling its intractable charm of production— our inheritance.

Band Member

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If I had one of those, she said, I’d never get anything done. So naughty. Now my bones get goose-bumps too. We were playing in my rock group Spotty Behavior, and she was lead singer in The Young Vaginas, fronting for a band called The Cherry

Friday Night

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Another hard week tired but make the effort

Among the Wreckage

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All language obscures.

Twedes

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“Last night the Scots invaded Sweden,” I wrote, “to retrieve the silver filched from the Irish the Norwegians had in their coffers when Sweden conquered. The Swedes offered the Nobel to a Scots writer to keep ... the peace."

Jade Cicada

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Jade in the emperor’s death mouth – to the grave – all openings closed – no breath – no air – no life to enter to leave – the end should be silent – you stop my mouth

A Fable

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a single ear lost in a field

A Fable

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not able to hear the wind in weeds

~vantage~

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i could smell it,  my scalp split on that same damn nail,  i hammered down 20 times, it kept coming loose  that warped floorboard  i never should have tacked in  when i built this house. it always squeaked  at the base of the stairs when i snuck

First Contact

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We're not getting far you and I. I think it's too early to say. I think I am a sacrifice. You are nothing but an offering. Who are you? Now you see that's why you think this a sacrifice. Am I a child bride? I suppose but the hand only raises you…