Stretch of the West

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If I Could Fight

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Words

Three Poems

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accomplice he shoves a rusty crowbar into my hands i want you to climb up on...

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...

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...

the river that cries

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had it been different had it been otherwise i might not have conceived such an elaborate disguise as we walked, that night along the river that cries for...

Solstice Eve

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Mystic morning, snow-laced, leafless branchesof treed sentinels, faint outlines. Merge into the fog, awaiting the Sun’s return,awake,...

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...

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...

Thanksgiving

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When we arrived in this unknown placewe knit together in a waythat made me want to shoutthis, this is my family.How could...

Untitled

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Have you ever seen a bird hover just over the shallow of a lakeBalancing on the wind that whips my baby hairs...

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...

Disassembled

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4 wallsSurrounded and safe like a fly in a cupConfused and lost beyond wordsA hideous reminder of what we could be.Had we...

open book (start on page one, or anywhere?)

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some days — if by days you mean libraries (i’m my own library) —i file myself under fiction;some days, anthologies  during regular...