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covid 19

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the sounds of new home construction hammering nails into dystopian rhythms waveforms like ring droplets on still water spreading through our quiet neighborhood like a virus  coming off...

About Bob

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Smiling at the paper:  it’s telling him a secret (the secret of the margin-labyrinth) Look at the sky—it’s much closer here. Hazel starry The long eyelashes.       (more...

TWO MODELS

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“Game recognises game” Popular saying Used in someBlack people’sConversations Normally blurted outWhen one seesTheir best qualitiesIn another. Example given: Back in the 1950s,A FloridaCheesecake modelDidn’t want toLimit herself to...

Red Tail

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His yellow talons clutch a gnarled branchnot ten yards away. His regal head turns to take me in. When he turns back to look across the...

Instrument of Vibration

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In reverie I drum with open handsall over my naked chest legs stomach,beating into this life a rhythm,percussing the guts beneath my skin... my...

Bukowski, again

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oh holy poetic father your long skinny soul scrawled across the backs of thousands of naked spines and how each drop of battery acid dripped from the dots in the eyes and the...

My life as a ditch

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I am a ditch. I live in the ground. When the water flows through me it washes along my sides with a familiar tingling that I...

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...

Reflections on Baking

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Who knew the pecans float to the top ofthe pie? Who knew —When a knife comesclean it is done? While I recordthat the sun is making a...

the form of a tempest

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and sometimes it doesn’t rhyme but just seeps out like effluent washing over the cobbled streets of a town you’ve never been to and stumbling, burdened with the mannerisms of my father’s...

passing laments on the highway of the blessed

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lamentations and lust and sometimes we just fight making love for a moment and it doesn’t feel right these children a’ crying these dogs that don’t bark superstition and faith holding...

For the Sake of Strangers

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No matter what the grief, its weight,we are obliged to carry it.We rise and gather momentum, the dull strengththat pushes us through crowds.And then...