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Consumption
I became a consumer in 1967. Like those women appearing with alarming frequency on the cover of the National Enquirer who tell of having...
Tony The Lip
was
older than he looked,
was
impressed
by the smell of his own farts,
lied
about everything,
never
held a job for long,
ate
everything,
drank
anything,
and
changed his shorts
no
more
than once a week.
Tony had
3 bad marriages,
4 shack-ups,
and
that...
Giants
We are stars
trying to collide,
objects caught in
our orbits dashed to
rocks in process mean
nothing; we merge. Made
massive, other light is bent
in our direction so we...
Odorous
when trump's words
fall on my deaf ears
their odor
reminds me
of the smell
of burned flesh
on the breath
of bavarian
beer hall
bullies
The Last Time in the Hospital
I had nothing but tears
warm as blood
a hemorrhage of grief
all that day and through the night.
They took my nail file and pocket knife
and set...
