Words

Landscape, Mid-Consequence

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The oft-oppressive miracles of the combustion engine beckon from whiny highways of a degradation we must call fair An asymmetrical face appears in the exhaust drift between the taillight and...

Gleti, After Al-Gharra

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I am the siren that beached mariners everywhere, the daughter of waves and of memory. - The one who coaxed Samson out of his power. The last...

It’s Not Too Late

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Walking around the lake this afternoon, something about the cottonwood leaves, strewn along the shore, and how the colors glowed, and the reflections in the water slowed me...

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...

WANDERER

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tea leaves spell out my thursday blues my mother calls it restless mind.  Plastic tulips sit on my nightstand so that at least one thing is...

My story

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I wonder why it is by all accounts that what I’ve arranged is as yet fixedwhen night makes up for lost time...

Bring an Original Poem to Class

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Scary things, scary things The things that have created me All come back, so haunting Surrounded now, I can not breathe. Can someone please Soon help me Rid my life...

Untitled

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Night watch on the ship’s prow, The stars are out in disorder Every thing ever been...

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 

A Song to the Twilight

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Ruby studded sky, the horizon calls to me. It knows my name by heart. I have stood here all eternity, watching a coral glow of evening, as geese fly...

big night out

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bits & piecesof me slough offevery day slivers of sanityflecks of hopescraps of intellecti sweep them up & save themfor a rainy day

If I Could Fight

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Dear diary,I felt something new todayafter weeks on endof nothing but fatigue;it was hatredfor the human race It’s getting...