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puzzle

make it fit he says the pieces like my sister like the way roads wind and you help me to sleep he says and i press on there are mileposts that we haven’t seen some nissan truck in 1994 or … Continue reading

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over easy

here, let’s talk about things scrambled or sunny side up?can you pretend to hear me over the sound of cooking the recipes you bought me without receipts?or would it be better for you as you bake this new cake of life and … Continue reading

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station

station is this on i can’t seem to find a signal you came in so clear from the start. tumbled bottles on keyboards unbuttoned shirts you and me always from the start dialing through frequencies. this station is on but … Continue reading

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our motion has always been constant

our motion has always been constant these things happen like thunderstorms in february you don’t feel them coming until the shingles are gone and you’re knocked down taciturn, tasting your blood in the gravel of your past regret. it is … Continue reading

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assassin

assassin let’s undress you can see me my bible is open my white chest is spilling my garters are only held by the chosen part of your thighs let’s undress your binocular fingers are all over me your legs are … Continue reading

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afternoon interlude

afternoon interlude …watching a beautiful sky with a brisk wind flitting through the trees waving their leaf flags like wands. my daughter chatting to herself, golden hair a parachute of hope and innocent joy. my hands typing, fingers plying a … Continue reading

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and we were punctuated in five ways

and we were punctuated in five ways and somewhere we became an ellipsis our bodies unmoored from stable ruts in the road. (i will wait) and perhaps i was seeking a period a destination demarcated by your skin unable to … Continue reading

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confederate widow

–Author’s Note: This one needs more work but it’s off to an interesting start. confederate widow she reminded him of a confederate widow, dressed in grief and valor shaded by southern points demarcated by spanish moss and inherited lightning.  the heat … Continue reading

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on rain

on rain the rain has broken.  the interrogation was indeterminate, an unfixed missile with split contrails guided only by his shakedown of the clouds. his intent was to identify facsimiles and starve out imposters laying claim to melancholy. this is … Continue reading

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Pond Song

Pond Song A necklace of evening smoke plys its trade on her collarbones, mudhens swirl in the ebb jaws of pond water. “i thought they were coots,” she says, lolling her hair and a coyote brushes its thicket. Cattails nod … Continue reading

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