Words

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...

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...

No such thing

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Fate rides on fiery tracks as the warmth of the flame creeps from underneath the doortell me one thing, darlingis it everything you imagined it to...

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...

A Real Estate

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I live in a borough called Beauty, at the end of a street called Strife, and I walk through a glade called Gladness down a long lonely...

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...

When we howl

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When we howl, we howl as oneAgainst the breakersAgainst the silenceAgainst the bone When we howl, we’re calling to you,“Ahwooooooooo!”Saying, I see you, I hear...

‘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...

quarantined thoughts

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i had my thoughts in quarantine but somehow they got out and now they’re loose on the town and moving aboutand if you feel anxious you best keep...

Tell me again

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I am the tinker-toy derelict in the corn;you are the plucky jalopy in the public pool.I mean to say, meet me in the delicatessen;leave...

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...

Ode to coronavirus

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As I lay here watching the world crumble from my phone screen, I look outside my window. The trees stand as per usual.This time covered in...