Words

Bare Arms

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How’s everything at school? Good...why? Another mother passed along a whisper: there’s this boy, he might have a gun. Should I tell you, or leave you in...

Orpheus Bluejay

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My shadow has no calories, so I peel it off the front porch and pour it in my coffee cup. You say it can’t be...

What I saw

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I didn’t see the little boy tuck a stolen loaf of bread under his jacket as he ran with his desperate bounty, but I...

Recovering

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Recovering Irecover likestrength sappedfrom maple treesawaiting syruplike a broken stirrupon a runawaysteed its rider upsidedown being draggedoff intoa distance unasked forunknown or a ghostunwilling to admitthat deathhas brought the end ofbreath the sounds ofa...

A Body Built of Folk and Lore

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Deep in the hills and between the streams. Where fables are passed and the willows weep. Where wind flows through the tree tops. And the children grow...

A Lot

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There is a parking lot in Virginia where plastic Wal-Mart bags now blowTo find a fence post 4 miles out or a lone tree...

Another Black Floyd

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George, I don’t know how many of us are herewho share your Texas lineof long chocolate bodieswho can dance on and off the courtwith...

If I could fight

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Dear diary, I felt a new emotion after weeks on end of nothing but fatigue; it was hatred for the human race It's been getting worse after coming so...

The Devil’s Advocate is a Pacifist

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As I stared into the eyes of Michael Cohenon the Lucky’s market television; blinded by humanity or lack thereof.I saw a system which breeds...

Hello

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I watch your skin breathe pain tells us we need a change I think if you were awake you’d be kissing me senseless but you aren’t and...

livea humble

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i am sho my armz will fall wit fat & my chin will double wit a smile & my hair will turn gold befoe it turns grey lyke...

Things change

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Things change, always. You wrote this in my yearbook. I stumbled upon it last week. In the heart of the fire is a cheap...