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Poetry

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Spirits

she closes her eyes rubs the toy lamp wishing to be a bottle of gin to get close to cared for and loved by…

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joke’s on me

i was gonna quit smoking weed today. i had it all planned out. drank some coffee, took a walk, got serious about life. then…

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Dead & gone

it’s strange this bottle of wine how it makes me want you again last time, you just pumped me, no foreplay no thought of…

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Sharks

i told my boyfriend to fuck off so he went on this dating site called plenty of fish he started looking for older women…

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Dark Roast

pour-over coffee carafe at dawn watching grounds rise and fall before tipping the kettle again every ten seconds time enough to think how in…

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he

knew his poems weren’t going to change anything or move anyone, but he kept on writing, even when the bills came due, his friends…

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Insomnia Chases Sleep

Insomnia chases sleep out the window. Sleep boomerangs off the moon, and hides under a bridge I’ve never seen. Insomnia is relentless. It chases…

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Italy

I’m not sure what we’re doing here waiting for life to begin saving money writing poems that no one reads going to school taking…

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BULLSHIT MONEY

Tim says they don’t pay him enough at the gas station he spends most of his time there talking to everybody he’s right though…

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Barbara and St. Francis

Barbara sits under elms by the fountain in the park where St. Francis feeds the birds, in the park elms shade the fountain near…

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Moonshine

A gypsy moth mistakes the incandescence from a bulb in the porch ceiling as a sextant moon. I watch from the rocker sipping liquor…

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Cat

I’ve been sleeping on the couch for hours with the cat now I have to get up to go get the mail and become…

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Two Poems

Uphill If asked what the most beautiful sight on earth is I’d probably say that it’s the feeling of a blanket half covering bare…

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Rick

was this old friend of mine who gave me my first and only award for poetry. it was near 3 in the morning and…

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What One Gives Up

My heart has grown docile, less inclined to thrash about and strain at the leash. Maybe that’s the way it goes: we come into…

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Ghost Light

This is no ordinary dark. In my day it took heavy machinery to drill through it: ellipsoidal spotlights when Fresnel bits broke, and mixing-bowl-shaped…

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insecstasy

they mess with your head she said these tiny little fruit flies i couldn’t argue we were well into the second bottle of good…

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party’s over

after you’ve pulled out the tablecloth with the full plates of food and broken the windows and rung the bells of idiots and have…

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Streisand

is singing now thanksgiving 1985 on my record player I keep playing one track over & over—A Star Is Born I'm going to get…

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The Room

An old man stands in the empty room. It needs new wallpaper, he thinks; it had been years since he and his wife had…

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Sun Poem

honeysuckle, bees my skin smells of sun the insides of roses. I want to eat that light. Every thing that grows does

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After Caving

Our bruised bones happy, wise in mysteries, rid of tales, we stretch out on rocks in the revelation of the sun, pick at the…