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Arisen

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                            Dawn hesitated,                  Behind the clouds                           Clawing, at the                Dark summit scrapple                           And brought to her                Were age quivers                           Of bird shadows                From sun flights. Kristen Marshall is a founding member of Boulder...

Self-Deceit #3

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I know that room inside youwhere you go to hide when you’re scared and don’t want to be seen. Where your back is turned away, eyes lowered if they’re...

Know less, wonder more

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I’ve always had a hard time expressing myself,” says poet Andrea Gibson. It’s hard to believe, especially since Gibson has made a career doing just...

Tracks

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You always told me to let loose. Live a little. You said that life was too short to be holed up in a dark...

Be Patient, Flower Girl

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Be patient, flower girl. Take time to grow, Teach the importance of knowing. Taking a look at perspective It is always changing. Leave dried seed heads and grasses Pruned back...

‘Hope and the Odds Make Poor Bedfellows,’ JL

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The celebration in Wuhan is a galaxy of lights.The temporary hospitals are torn down, the mallsare reopened. A man fixes his daughter’s maskby a...

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...

While Your Parents Danced

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in the next room, their heels skimming over dark oak to Sinatra and Como and Bennett crooning from the dusty stereo, we lay in your small bed, sheets thrown...

A Spate of Poets

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They’re everywhere – !behind bushes, on benches,under bridges, in the hedges,eyes shiningtoo much.    I’ll be the log   in your fire place.   Let our nostalgia  ...

Rewritten

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I know it might hurt if you told me what you really think of me, but I feel a deeper ache to never be able to...

en el camino con angelitos

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L.A. i said isn’t that where dreams go to die where you never say hello so you don’t have to say goodbye  where crooks find love and lepers fornicate and...

The Ins and Outs of Planetary Relocation

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I tie the solar system around your wrist to remind you why Days are longer here. Moon-dipped mapmakers, stellar shelter-seekers, we follow cosmic river shadows through the red valleys...