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cloudy sky at daytime

Happy Things

I wish I could write happy things, stuff about daisies, moonlight, a first kiss, or a mid-life lover, the greeting card stanzas that warm us like a puppy or a big furry cat laying in our lap. I want to shout that Emerson thing, sound that Thoreau vibe, proclaim a little Whitman, and allude to that Ginsberg guy, by envisioning a transcendental...
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according to webMD for three weeks every month women prefer men with feminine features as they are more likely to be committed and nurturing for one week every month they prefer men with strong jaws and cheekbones and a sense of humour signifying good...
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He needed nothing for Christmas but fishing was in his blood Just to feel the sea breeze the smell of the water the pull on the line The last time he was able to fish he caught nothing except the memory of a sad stray cat that...
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photography of Cinema

4:48 a.m.

condemned to die but in the meantime we can watch free movies
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glacier mountains during day

what is

looking at the mountain with its stationary stare and seemingly vacant thought it is tempting to assume absolute ignorance a mere feature within a mute landscape but this could be wisdom at its purest this lack of a need to express what is
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shark and two fishes wall graffiti

In Defense

There is a shark in the bath water, a frightening fin making late night calls titled, “Bye-Bye America.”    We listen, but the dialogue is scripted in heavy red murmurs, the spin of a rotary dial, Russian roulette with a rhythm like BOOM, BOOM… BOOM,...
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One day when I was fourteen watching TV in our basement alone my father who could do everything it seemed design buildings rebuild car engines make his own bow arrowheads for hunting deer and who would die eight years later at the age of fifty came down...
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man walking on desert

eulogy for Dean

Dean wrote his heart out often out of his mind hitchhiking the back roads riding along with any muse who stopped to pick him up safety be damned he was not afraid to bail on an indulgent poem careening across the page or to stick out his bruised & bloody thumb again simply put & he’d agree Dean fucked every muse he met his poems are all bastards
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black and silver fountain pen

I need

mounds of paper, pens that never run out of ink to write, write watch squirrels bend low branches, bend not break, my back bends over the desk kink in my shoulder the words keep pouring out, water runs over paper, tears falling, ink blobs words unreadable I need all this time to let...
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Dear Jame, you're right in the other room but in this sickness you are very far. the angels are tickling me. i have the Phillies on the radio. the white noise of the ballpark and the relaxed voice of the...
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BUTTS

all I can do is go outside with a cigarette when my wife is on the phone talking about hurricanes and how much we’re in debt I sit there nervously puffing away I keep my butts in a big flowerpot looking at it I see my worry has bloomed
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.O.

day of small things, slowly steadily worked as we rest the dust motes, shine as gold.  
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round black and gold-colored Brietling chronograph watch

Moments

I look at my watch, its round deadpan face. The second hand helps move the first. Without it it’s harder to tell time is passing.
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two white and black birds on white sand during daytime

The Beach

fallen leaves cover the ground bird on a branch looking everywhere two birds on the beach searching the sands for something to eat a woman comes to the temple sees all the prayers for sale touches one touches two
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white textile on white textile

The Last Breath

The last breath are words that share a heavy weight with those few words that are impossible to comprehend meaning both everything and nothing a finality beyond final It seems there should be other words that follow to justify them or to honor them but there is no honor...
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I think I’m going to want to kill myself so I can call the suicide hotline and have someone to talk to
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underwater photo

1 Star Rating

The heart has a stone— the weight of its master tied to it going down to the sea depth. We are given a double dare— a dagger, daring us to take another step. Sometimes we listen, but sometimes we seem to have lost our minds.
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closeup photo of USA flag

The Emigrant

America’s fucked I want to go to America I can’t get to America If I get to America they won’t let me back I can’t stay here I’m fucked At least Trump showed the world just how fucked America is American people are nice What the fuck...
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ascend the mountain gathering descend the mountain scattering
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I had to light a second cigarette I was too anxious science says smoking makes you more anxious screw science I know what calms me down I pictured our rickety old waitress coming out saying you know your wife is waiting for you in there! my anxiety and guilt were scolding me it pissed...
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Words circle an elusive center of meaning as wolves searching for warmth stalk fires on the coldest night of the year and aurora borealis dances in awe of the futility of words and wolves while the stars go on ignoring their own.
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brown wooden blocks on white surface

mycribso

mycribso closetoyo urcoffinIb arelyhadro omtobreathe
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landscape photography of desert

Empty Metaphors

post-menopausal my feet get cold really, very cold so i bought a pair of fleece woven house boots soft rubber memory soles made in Iceland my hair doesn't get greasy anymore my skin is dry my mouth is dry i feel chalk white against a clay wall under a Mesolithic Spanish sun dry i was oily on...
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There must be some mistake I can’t be that old Check the ledger again The ledger is correct, sir It is never wrong And while you’re here Here is your hourglass Remember it is just an estimate Based on our actuarial tables But don’t worry Your life is insured...
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. green.

light came, we saw the green ness of it all.                          we live in the country.
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brown wooden parquet floor tiles

Paste Wax

I asked Dad what he’d been doing lately. He said he’d been having nice phone conversations. I asked who he’d been talking to. He said Jason. “Who’s Jason?” I said. Dad’s eyes brightened. He released one hand from the pocket of his corduroy pants, his crooked fingers shaking as he talked. “Jason....
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How Long

I may have been a child once I cannot recall young legs, bright cheeks, smooth skin - mirror reflects truth, aged tired eyes, silver strands of hair no longer dark brown always string-straight, never held a curl after sleeping in pink sponge rollers that hurt. Bounding upstairs laughing back...
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green plant on persons hand

We will

Do you remember when we planted the garden I tilled the soil and you followed behind carefully making lines for rows then lovingly placing each seed about a half-inch deep and covering it with your delicate fingers arugula, kale, bok choy, and tatsoi In late November...
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the river flows and flows the castle walls have been breached a dinner table heaves   on the ramparts of our friendships crows, bearing news
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yellow maple leaf near body of water

Soaked as I am

Luck is that way rain falls over picnic dropped vase, water dribbles ankles, floor slippery, rivulets run driveway cracks, car has a new dent flaked with red paint crimson tears on gray I said the wrong thing humor not taken such, even though laughter covers my ache at times tears mingle with...
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Someday someone I love will find everything I have left hidden in boxes filed in cabinets hung on walls or even buried in rubble. It may simply be thrown away and forgotten as the living must do with the clutter of death. Unless I leave anger, a bad memory, harsh words, the smile...
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silhouette photography of man driving bus

One Night

There was a bus driver who had driven the very same route for fourteen years and never been able to get through the last five lights on the green until one night he finally glided, dived, swam though those last five like there was nothing to...
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white and brown bus

Sherwood

I found a room through the classifieds, down the street in a clapboard house not far from my job. I met Dale the landlord on my lunch hour. He led me up a wind of three flights of stairs. “It’s partially furnished,” he said “Take a look.” Dale caught his...
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I wonder what the opposite & equal reaction was to my loving you I know it doesn’t mean that you loved me as much in return the heavenly motion of our two bodies proves there are no laws of physics for love if there were the gravity between us...
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yellow and black train on railways

22 Sept 22

He wasn’t a poet who woke early and wrote of distant trains drumming under a late blooming moon. He was much fresher than that. But reading his new poem sure enough there was the moon banging away like a breakfast chef in a dining carriage, and...
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brown wooden puzzle blocks on white surface

9/23/22

Doctor told me today that I am cancer free. Then Albert Pujols hit home runs 699 & 700 in my honor. My very special, good news day!
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He

didn’t see poetry as anything special. it was just a part of him. a part of what he did... every day. he’d get up in the morning, have his coffee... walk out with the dog and write a poem. he never went back to correct or change a line. they just were what they were. he said he learned it from the dog, who...
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Inktober post 5

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grayscale photography of cemetery

St. Christopher

I wandered around after Tim shot himself in the basement, the place where we made out and watched monster movies after high school dances. “I like you,” he had said. “But I never really love much of anybody.” I thought that would change when we graduated, him pumping gas, me clerking at...
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f I could only fly he sings, serving up his marrow like the hors d'oeuvres no one takes, graciously enough to ache in front of strangers, to miss somebody openly while guests just pivot and revolve and sentence pretty verses to the ether, oblivious to certain death. You know, sometimes...
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you are taking everything from me overcoming me with you I’m like stars running out of light succumbing to the sunrise I’m on the street shielding my eyes from you till there’s nothing left of me but your blaring
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red clouds in the sky

Querulous

Lean out of this convention of age with your coffee, your blue humor and your explanation. I might even back up and laugh. I got here, too, you know, scouring each Kodak black and white for a date and a reason in logical monochrome. I'm fine, if...
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high angle photography of waves on gray stone

Tides

now we are just passengers at best something, a shadow, comes within grasp the music continues to play on the rails the wagon proceeds meditation had been such a true lesson healing the keys of the thumb piano ring a dance of light weights iron fluttering about ankleted there...
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assorted-color umbrella lot

time lapse poem

flyaway umbrella upside down fills with rainwater frogs move in mosquitos for dinner tadpoles ensue hop away pool dries up umbrella skeleton
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUN-pcmhd8w I can't call you Paul. I'm on my sickbed. and when I'm not there I get up and wander the night with my phone and cigarettes in hand wishing they would help. I'm way too sick Paul. pray for...
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.new work.

thankyou and say it is only temporary balanced or tied with string though overnight decided to use the glue gun
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woman in black long sleeve shirt holding black ceramic mug

Aphasia

I listen for context, willing myself to make out the space between that one phrase I caught and the air trapped behind it. I know the words are all there as is the telepathic nod to a joke made a second late. The trouble is I can't hear well and you talk...
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Daniel J. Flore III marked himself safe from himself
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was it during an evening walk in contemplation of the sinking sun that its illusion whispered sex burn destroy or during all of winter and spring did you brace against the prospect of summer the toy that arrived annually broken in its box perhaps you...
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On the day my father was buried it didn’t rain and a friend of my brother’s used up all the tears I couldn’t shed so I became an umbrella for the downpour flowing down his chubby face I noticed how crooked his teeth had become there was very little to be said or to be done it was all so very amusing the mouth of my father's...
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heart bokeh light

A Hunch

I have a hunch about this course of angsty little scenarios some over which I have no control but could better handle tra-la Others I relinquished to my idiot version of self My id the fucker so now I have a lunch on the 4th, a looming...
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I​ was​ sensitive​ but​ they​ pulled​ the​ petals​ off​ one​ at​ a​ time​ now​ I​ am​ a​ naked​ madman​ just​ standing​ there​
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black and silver revolver on red textile

7:40

whether we write a poem or pull a trigger we all go on daily flushing our piss into the earth
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like to be quiet, speaking only when you asked the question. not sure why i came. i think you invited me?
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man standing on road infront of high-rise buildi

Signs

My neighbor Bill wanted me to meet some of his friends. I was a little apprehensive because I thought they might be part of a religious group and I had no interest in growing closer to God. Bill said he wanted me to...
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recycled on a garage floor, the six months before you almost had a handle on. It’s not telling anyone. Rewashing everything on the bottom layer when twice a year without warning the washer leaks and floods everything that made sense. It’s the cockroach that everyone calls a water bug but...
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brown maple leaves in tilt shift lens

a fair crop

how many times must the seasons change before they get it right?
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aerial photography houses

The Cleaver days

life in suburbia, where the dogs sniff the grass and sniff again and the men of the households on their riding mowers shave perfectly straight lines in the perfectly square yards and there is no fenced line to know where one yard begins and another ends someone...
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To Fight for the Right

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there is a dusty old box in the back of my mind crumpled and damaged from all the things piled on top of it sitting alone in the back of the closet and each time I moved it moved with me to the back...
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brown and orange trees

Autumn

Stop the push. Go and look. Outside flapper girls flaunt their street gold. They know nothing of decay of hanging on, see J. this tree it's a jazz festival. And once I do I can't unsee spaces as pauses for yellow for the budgies that still sing. Canned peach will...
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.rose.

yet when she said my friend looked pretty & that I smelled nice I sagged a little. later that day i found a message request from a soldier in the usa holding a puppy & a rose calling me a beauty
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There is no proof that William Carlos Williams time traveled back to 399 BC to ease Socrates’ painful death from hemlock but when amateur archaeologists found a poem in an urn in 1996 under the Old Lyceum in Athens it was signed...
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Her 1st thought on arrival was she wouldn’t be staying. Now on the 4th day of her 3rd month she is comfortable putting her tongue on the window and licking it clean. On warm afternoons her attendant rolls her steel chair into the...
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.idea.

while out on a longer walk, met him and he explained to me, about walking there and back again
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I removed my towel and wiped away the fog to check the progress of lines on my newly shaven face, but things turned metaphysical and I asked why I should care that the left side has dropped more than the right. This body is not me, after...
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cargo ships in front of piled intermodal containers

River Angel

She is thick-bodied and heavy-boned a fleshy peach-of-a-gal whose tugboat frame nudges and pushes until things move in a positive direction. So no big surprise she is tied to a ponderous barge of a man who spends his nights drifting from sand bar to sand bar until he...
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Halloween was a non-event maybe it was because I closed the blinds and turned off the porch light I didn’t have any candy being afraid of the demon breath coming from kids I have avoided that for three years now no reason to take that chance their...
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.hue.

duck egg blue the ironmongers in town at three seventy-nine we can walk there and back or there and bus back you see
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black and white cat lying on brown bamboo chair inside room

Auditory

Sometimes the cat is just an avocado branch scratching against the side wall in an early evening breeze.
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we camped out in a friend’s backyard surrounded by nothing but cornfields and neighboring yards that stretched for miles a bonfire lit the pitch-black sky the night before it was a late August morning just before school was back in full swing my clothes were...
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Escaping their dictionary prison the words fall scattered on the floor Finding old friends in the lines of a poem their new prism They are cats lying in the sun Waiting for critics to come chase them away
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You're the poison I'd rather not Seek an antidote for Every pill That kills the cells In my veins pains But I'd rather risk myself And have you Than be sick and not have Any of your kick They said pick a struggle to go through And I know I'd be...
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inktober post 4

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small village, mayhap a hamlet, named, one forgets the rules with all that has happened. nice to be out, to see the neighbors’ houses, to see what has changed while i have been working
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photo of hammock outdoor

Instinct

The hammock is hung between aspen and oak which means one day logic will flutter its pretty fingers and fall on its head. Our rescue dog sleeps nose to tail, but only on the maple side. She's dreamed in butterfly yellow all her life and knows the...
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blue plastic round lid on water

Calm enough

I’m floating on an inner tube in the middle of Lake Erie miles away from the shore where no man should be floating on an inner tube but it is calm enough and blue enough comfortable enough the sun is… well, you know how when you walk...
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Ancient Rome became like that alligator with its mouth open wide, swinging east and west at a pack of lions surrounding it near waters. How long can you stay out near the shore and defend yourself against hungry enemies? It's you or them, and somebody has to eat. If...
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brown and gray spiral ladder

Walking The Circle

deciding to get started I left the destination arriving when it all looked familiar but, this time, recognizing everything I missed
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unceremoniously

a dear friend recently died unexpectedly voluntarily taking with him some of our pain and most of the answers leaving us with all the grief
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man and woman standing beside white wall

VACANCY

the night is wide open legs a woman on the bed with tarantula calves a wine bottle on the dresser with your conscience
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Cleo Americanus

 
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Oh, the silliness continues, the messages keep coming, and the receiver keeps reading them, and reading stories written long ago A shop in a neighborhood, boys that are now girls, chats and giggles the open door welcoming
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I wrote and wrote prolifically — But what’s a girl to do While sitting in her room all day When visitors are few. Because I felt compelled to write But not compelled to share — I thought they’d take me literally — So no one was...
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my mom looks at me like "what do I do?' I am only 11 years old my mom- fun as a bag of Doritos I give her advice it exhausts me we are both depleted after the divorce but give more than we have to each other -it's the only...
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Blood Rain

"Today 1% of the world is a barely livable hot zone. By 2070 that portion could go up to 19%. Billions of people call these lands home. Where will they go?”     -NY Times article on climate change and migration Southern winds bring...
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Inktober post 6

 
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Old tree is barking at the moon Squirrel is telling a tail of balance Fence is fighting off the neighbors Streetlights are glowering at the dark Fire is thinking of an old flame Autumn is falling over itself to get here Sea breeze is blowing...
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I loved you, you know. Never mind that I was nine years old and couldn't get on by myself. Never mind the velvet hat that flew off, the long fidgety trail of riders, the bus horn and the bolt. I love you even now. I mean that. If...
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low-angle photography of green leaf trees at daytime

Meditation

At the funeral I do not want to be the one in the coffin. I will surround myself with flowers, go to a meadow & lie down on my back. The wind will flutter my soul like a flag. I am already at half...
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100 U.S. dollar banknote lot

Amgen

if you take the 101 west, out past canoga park round the bend past the sign Pepperdine you can literally smell the $$$ the desperation of sick people not the people who are ill. the sick people.
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Hostess

Mom asked if I could bring her a few things. I said maybe. “I just want some Hostess fruit pies,” she said. “Apple. And berry.” I heard the crackle of her cigarette in the receiver. “For God’s sake. That’s not too much to ask.” I stopped at 7-11 and got three apple and two...
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La Rochelle

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RED SHAMAN Series

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It’s quite comforting to know that I wake up on 100% of the days that I’m alive and odds of fighting for yet another day are higher than burying myself under a pile of comforters. I brush my teeth with Colgate as I brush...
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flat lay photography of purple and red leaves

Abscission

Monochrome greens recede like the shorter day into a longer night for a pageant of pigments on a runway sashay down a fall fashion stage. The finale a strip tease cabaret dropping attire piece by piece with every trombone slide of northwest wind. unafraid to be seen gesturing naked on a freckled floor.
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open tuning

slide down rosewood creaks behind the song solo mandolin
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the slot allows you to see the next roll for free sometimes that next roll is a winner but you gotta sit there like a crackhead so you fit in checking game after game after game forget the slot closest to the register the employees...
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gray stines

4:43 a.m.

sorting over the bones that had meaning when flesh was on them flesh is long gone now meaning remains
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the back road was littered, rather blustery. today clouds blow in, leaves crake and groan. i say again, a darker hue
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she is sitting 5 feet away in her wheelchair, back to me as always she says often, “Oh well, it’s not like I’m going anywhere.” she tells someone, never me she has no quality of life but does nothing to make any changes I try conversation,...
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Portrait Series

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white wooden door

Parkinson’s

rice falls like confetti from my fork lands on the table the plate the floor. I wander through rooms going nowhere wait for the meds to kick in. I’m shaking confused repeat the same words as a prayer this is not real this is not real
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RED Series

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10 North Fulton

Praise Sammy Tepper with the fiery red hair—scapegoat for bullies who taunt and tease to hear him squeal. Praise Etsio Goloni, Gas-station Joe, for his kind and toothless grin. Praise his wife, who makes red, white, and blue 4th...
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You think you are in control of your reality But whatever you have done Is remembered differently By those who saw it It’s not what you did It’s what they think you did You fling handfuls of words Across space Dry grass in the wind Meaning something to...
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Open Arts Press, LLC is pleased to announce the publication of Daniel F. Flore’s “Homeless Poems,” a self-printable trifold broadside containing a collection of new verse from Dan. That black jacket I’m wearing in the picture is the actual jacket...
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damn not again this improved wax from killer bees was not supposed to liquify as easily but i can see now i’d flown closer to the sun once again happy-go-luckiless my feathery fall more dramatic gone viral more famous a new idiom in my honor “don’t let your wax melt”
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Human me-ing lets ego drive. Human be-ing lets what-happens drive with ego in the passenger seat gaping out the window.
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What’s happening to you, my dearest? Tell me why your streets are lately full of blood. Yesterday afternoon rain washed it away from a sidewalk and into a sewer. Many once alive are now corpses with eyes like dead fish. We know that...
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An ode to Billy C.

we did not grow up with buttercups and daisies, delphinium cascading the landscape of some palatial estate we had pachysandra and a burned out tree on the side of our house you could not smell the ocean breeze from our seaside deck but on a bad...
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man holding luggage photo

Rearrangements

It’s not so much that I have changed as how much I am rearranged. I would not have chosen to fall in love. She told me her heart was mine whether I wanted it or not. I couldn’t help myself. It was then I began to disappear & show up in...
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purple and yellow abstract painting

pixelated

letters of words  expressed— pixels of a thought's  photograph
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Summer slowly succumbs to its fate of allotted days; its strong bond with the sun waning ever so politely with some days of warmth still gifted, as though they were the final kisses goodbye between parting lovers.
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Our little brown dog, in his final years, whimpers for help to get onto the couch. My wife picks him up with a mother’s compassion, rubs his tired bones and flea bitten ears. And I wonder if her hands feel a loss as she holds him or if time is...
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  This started as my college project in the late 2021. It was a difficult time for me to learn a whole new technics. This is a generative, multi-step processing art project. Sound like something relative to AI art, but...
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man's portrait photography

97.8% Impotent

Stroke began process; prostate cancer finished the job. Now I recline home hospital bed, scattering truffled wisdom— buried but pungent for those with the nose. Dig; uncover bon mot; share with others. Learn by mistakes… making them mine alone.
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..humans..

asked me who will be afraid of our ghosts ghosts of humans when we are gone
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Strange Things at Very Low Temperatures by Zed-Point
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I've said goodbye a thousand times before we are right in the middle of your sadness I've said goodbye a thousand times before we are right in the middle of your sadness the blank sky is hiding how we come together who's the complicated...
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woman with blonde hair holding her face

A Pretty Face

She had scoliosis which left her with one hip at 2:15 and one hip at 2:35, one a summit, one a foothill. No one talked about her disfigurement: It was like someone having a wart on her chin or bowed legs. It was just...
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tilt shift lens photography of gray and black turntable

Billy Joel

Five years after she walked out, leaving me behind with a drunk dad and no way to reach her, Mom called, not to see how I was doing, but to see if I’d give her “52nd Street,” the Billy Joel album with “My Life.” “Can you do that?” she asked. “For me? Your...
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I have a bird in my heart too. I realized it in 2004 when your poem came across my desk in the form of an assignment. I’ve often wondered how you would feel knowing your work was used in pretty university classrooms where fresh faced liberal arts-ers furrowed their brows...
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woman's face

4 a.m.

her voice low on the phone, she tells me about trying to die. I squeeze the phone try to block out what I hear she’s sobbing I let her cry tell her a secret from boyhood my voice soft. at ten I tried to stab myself stabbed a dish liquid bottle instead the thick...
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snowman with red and white hat

Snowmen

The children flew and snow-hush fell upon stone and of a morning the soft tattoo    of feet on felt froze pitter-patter meaning. He bends and raises replicas, remembrance of past faces   shovels, brushes, signatures December’s masterpieces.
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Colors of Hoi An II

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Frightened

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The dead leaves on wet grass have no memory of the wind that blew them there or anything else they endured As the broken cow skull looking down with hollow eyes has no memory of seeing them laying in their eternal autumn Only the living are burdened...
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Finally 1 and 2

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white flowers on black ceramic vase

Sour Moon

Black tea cools, bitter cup; sun sets soon; little lemon wedge drowned at the bottom, sunken yellow crescent, solemn, sour moon.
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With eyes closed I see snapshots. Flipped in chronological order I see myself changing. It’s all black and white but I wish it was color, imagine blue sky and a red paisley shirt. Looking out my window the world runs away. I mean no one appears to be...
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you know those people who come around, give you free drinks, well one lady's dreadlocks latched onto me, spiraled around my leg like a snake, pulled me outta my seat and drug me around the casino till i tipped her a dollar. i was then out...
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Path to happiness

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Their smiles are bleached from the photo baked brown. They escaped from the homelands that wanted them gone, erased, dead, forgotten. A soundless escape, taking only the disruption that clung to their skin. Their absence displaced the air, replaced it with ocean wind.
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back in the early days of the plague I drank Coronas in protest of the virus my wife and I were told we would have a quarantine baby I wore a George Washington style covid cut like a patriot at war my mask like a bayonet I wore unending sweatpants I barely showered and I tried...
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closeup photo of cannabis plant

three exes

he ate pork skins with hot sauce on the sagging brown sofa, drinking beer from a can, watching NASCAR in faded blue shorts and a wife-beater T, yelling to cheer on the young driver with the shaved head who was in second place. he grew weed in the woods by a small creek which...
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Ketchup

My father once threw a bottle of ketchup at my mom’s head, then a fork that stuck in tainted wallpaper until the hot dog he hurtled next knocked it off. I thought all dads did this so I helped my mom clean the wall, both of us kneeling to wipe the red...
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red strawberry fruit on green leaves

Strawberry Panic

i believe in little gods who gather at doors and windows looking in waiting for a gap in each entrance, a portal festooned with trinkets and amulets offering safe passage or luck on the journey while filtering out all the empty shades and ghoulish echoes living between fibres of wood...
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white collared loons question existence claim enough faith to tip toe on water. fog clings to the shore smothers reeds remnants of fire smoldering tinder. a wooden boat drifts in a circle I mumble a prayer wait for the sun.
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High Life

Shattered bottle on sidewalk; city birds ingest diamonds.
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man beside the road with cars

Worry

this one ended up sounding softer. i think it was the keyboard player i was working with. his chords were kind of rich sounding, and i based the whole thing on that. —Scott Douglas https://soundcloud.com/skaadee/worry
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white duck with yellow beak

Duck

in the interest of full disclosure striving for transparent honest searching for beauty and its friend with privileges truth disclosing the process a dangling sentence fitted with dangling phrases glued together by invisible commas and semi colons requiring a reader to decode first and in the process achieve awakening...
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I was thinking about Bukowski the other day while taking a shit. I used a week old Merlot as mouthwash while waiting. I stood up with my pants around my ankles and watched the turds orbit the bowl and disappear. I can't remember why I...
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This is the process of my painting. I start my work like this. This is how I gradually move forward. —RamyaSadasivam https://ramyasadasivam.com/realistic-face-drawing/  
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man in black suit holding bouquet of flowers

Mourners

“Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne...” —James Russel Lowell We are all mourners now, our clothes funeral shrouds we tear off our backs when the time comes (and it will come); in one pocket we carry brushes for tidying the...
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Hanoi Lilies

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do we describe what we see or maybe tell the tale inside round the corner on the wall are the bullet holes
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etchings

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Trees listen to the quaking of all other trees I know this because my tree told me its secret it knew I was listening too It hears Colorado aspens shaking in the mountain wind the cry of those burning in New Mexico and the...
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Aegir

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woman sitting on rock near the beach

Sara

Sara’s real father, while drunk on wine & ebony thighs, jumped ship in the Mediterranean during the winter of ’54 & started a second family with an olive toned Greek girl in Athens who comforted him with mythology & compared him to Ulysses. Sara memorized the only letter her father wrote to her. Dearest...
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What Ever

Released on 09 April 2022. 12 track album. Credits: Co-producer - @Roger Fizzerton. All guitar, bass, keyboards, lyrics and vocals .. myself. I hope you enjoy —Jenn Zed I have plans for more EPs, I have at least 3 EPs bubbling under the surface right now...
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Doctor Rife

https://soundcloud.com/skaadee/doctor-rife-16
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Cycle

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In class I sat with a Loreley with goldenes hair. At five she told K.: "Our sandbox is full of witches' teeth." K. talks about that till this day. I stop digging for Australia and circle the edge after her. She shrugs, all the other kids will...
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one had stringy long hair he drove with bare feet and once came over to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory he laid on the bed as we watched it with my mom like a parasite one looked like a twizzler and produced too much saliva he was...
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tip toe tread bone crunch chime eggshell dread all the time
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Listen I don't care if you're unreliable and obsessed the bad has to go somewhere I've dodgy perspective and since I virtue rescued again this week we both know I'm not the one who's going to live it. I will lick your feet...
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I don’t want to be numb. Crying, screaming, pleading- for-their-barely-begun-lives little kids bleeding out, shot to death in supposed safe places where they go to learn how to behave in a fictitious civil society. But I think I am— from reading dismissive thoughts, bullshit prayers. If not numb to slaughtered innocents,...
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Last time you arrived at the airport I came drunk to pick you up fringed jacket ripped jeans    biker boots some beat this time please take a cab I don't drive at night
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No chance for love poems now. Maybe we'll find another way to say it. I'll be so glad when it's over, when he finally allows it all to be destroyed. I was so foolish. Wasted so much time believing. I tried to make the...
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https://soundcloud.com/tater/just-let-me-bleed Had to bite my tongue, swallow my pride Tryin’ to keep you, satisfied    There ain’t no need, to sugar coat That bitter little pill, you shovin’ down my throat You ain’t never cared, ‘bout nobody else Go ahead on make it lite on yourself Don’t...
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* Be an asshole (they're interesting). * Spill a drink on the page. * Eat shit for breakfast. Write about it by dinner. * Waste some words just to show off. * Get down all the dirt you can and cry till it's...
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he said no fisting friday gotta keep that pussy in top shape— long weekend ahead baby girl middle of the night again at dawn his toes seek my shin under the covers making sure i am still there .
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He helps me to pronounce Anne Hedge and calls me kid—that old Casablanca dream. He has a lot of women who love him: his sisters, his mom, his cousin, a second one and I put myself in the hollow of his arm. Pheromones...
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All night while the rain fell you turned the words over in silence The wet grass did not know your brother was asleep across the room You smelled the mowed lawn, listened to your brother’s breathing You wanted to memorise the words scorched into wood love… perennial...
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he read

his poems from his phone, standing there, hunched over the microphone, needy, expectant... the crowd, such as it was, not even listening, bent over their own papers and phones, hoping against hope for their own 3 minutes of whatever it was that felt like fame.
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Lady Macbeth

Pencil, Japanese drawing ink, watercolour paint, coloured acrylic ink, acrylic paint, Hydrus Watercolour Ink, graphic ink pen, on Strathmore 500 Series Illustration Board for Wet Media Heavyweight 100% Cotton - 88cm x 58cm
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Colors Of Hoi An

Hoi An Ancient Town is an exceptionally well-preserved example of a South-East Asian trading port dating from the 15th to the 19th century. The town was badly hit by the pandemic. It has been almost inactive for two years,...
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man and woman in bathtub

NETFLIX

Our son gifted us Roku & his Netflix password. Now Connie & I binge every night from 7 until 2 a.m., watching murder mysteries that disturb our dreams. Two scenes keep appearing in these films: the shower sex scene & the bird’s-eye view of a vast forest, sometimes...
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMrTAVl5aXI
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blue, yellow, and brown wall decor

Poetry Happens

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How much of my colon did you cut out, doc? The distance between his two index fingers the last trout I caught in a northern Arizona lake.
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Three Paintings

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how it is

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dry leaves on black concrete pavement

Small Talk

This morning I walked past your tree and told you after 36 years they are paving the road in front of your house. In the place you now dwell you must be indifferent to our buckling passage. You did not reply.
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Reflection

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NARROWNESS

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Untitled

Oil on canvas 24 x 18 inches
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fuck these text messages i wanna hear i wanna hear the daffodil in your voice i wanna hear it when you cry you can’t cry with your thumbs ding these texts come in ding dong dang the silent conversation I can’t hear a word you said ding doesn’t sound like you your voice in my memory rots I'm selfish i want sex in my ear when i hear you breathe
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said he would need an hour and a half so I counted time by the 3 minute easy-listening songs they play in an attempt to ease me between the drill and suction 5 songs times three: 15 minutes comes the smell burning enamel and silver amalgam is it toxic? I ask...
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selective focus photography of person riding teal car

Liberated Me

I buy my own groceries, fix my own meals, wash my dirty dishes: what more could a woman want? She might want a stiff erection, that's what: something I last had back at the turn of the century. She might want a man to give her...
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44 and I don’t want anymore I will breathe in the saltwater air and know I don’t have to go anywhere I’ll have another piece of cake lay down and let my birth to this planet amaze me I emerged when it was 78 degrees out not a bad way to start...
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brown and black typewriter

HEY BUK

Everybody writes about you, even me. I told you about my hedges: they're perfect. How does a privileged white boy who doesn't even drink relate to you as a person? I don't. Acne was no problem. I played Romeo onstage and scored with chicks. What I liked was your writing; it...
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Because the season is over and surmise settles into his autumn confinement, I ask him what he imagines could improve these last days. He asks me for a Phillies ball cap, bright red on grey like the African parrot he loves. Folded into the nest of his wheelchair, he...
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I have a wound in me from you and I can't tell you about it, I can't talk about it, I can't mention it. Only write a poem about it. Only a poem about it. My life. I can't see it. I can't pray, change,...
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The first years of their exile, tell the children about unheated train stations, the bravery of mothers breathing warmth on tiny fingers. Later will be time to describe the sound of sunflowers landing on coffin lids, hundreds of golden petals falling on a mother and her two...
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CATCH UP

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Who could forget the butchers of Leningrad as the mighty Wehrmacht blockaded the city laying siege for 872 days and nights No way to know whether the German OKW imagined Stalin’s decree, Order 227 "Not One Step Back" would level the field at 2 million dead Now the oligarchs are...
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I'm standing in a barren garden with Tolstoy, with Chekhov, and they are frozen in place, like stricken roses of January, like whipped horses, scarred into silence, as songbirds with smothered throats. Until at some signal, a ruckus begins. Exhausted people walk out of...
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Ukraine

There are so many ways to say it: on the verge on the cusp on the precipice on the brink of catastrophe, apocalypse, war. Then war breaks out and we see it never stopped—not for those within range of artillery and propaganda—that long before the stamps commemorating peace, before...
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Platinum Fingers

Here is my new (July 2021) album posted on Bandcamp .. the album is free to listen to, download, and keep, as you like...I have set the price to £0.00. I hope you enjoy. —Jenn Zed
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Whiskey Deep

  She left me for another man This one she thought she’d keep Two beers down to drown her out One shot of whiskey deep She smashed the lights of my pickup truck I thought it was kinda sweet Three beers down to drown the pain And...
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Traveling West

I woke up this morning in Texas, and all I can think of is driving further, on to the coast of California, to golden Santa Monica, crazy Venice, north to the beauty of Big Sur,  then San Luis Obispo, and...
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Growing up in Phoenix I thought exhaust fans in other people’s bathrooms were put there to remove the smells & I asked my dad why we didn’t have exhaust fans & he said there was no humidity in the desert & the window near the ceiling, above the bath tub, was...
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Sonnet for Leni

The solitude of widowhood, they think, is pyre that never bows then dies, a night of vigils, stretched-out sighs, a lisp to air, a sudden twitch of eyes, a knob, a latch, a whiff of shoulder sweat, routine cologne, devoted ears to rustling leaves,...
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Sojuz Šrek Párty is my new album. Sojuz Šrek Párty refers to Ašrotmáš. Ašrotmáš refers to anything, so it also refers to this album. Find a mirror, light a candle, turn around three times and say "Sojuz Šrek Párty." Nicholas Wintzler:...
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beer can on brown boat with ropes

Go Fish

My father told me if I wanted to catch fish I had to think like a fish except he said it with an r like frish and an extra s and h like frisshh and maybe a third h if you...
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It seems inconceivable, reading on a couch on a Sunday afternoon, that one day I’ll die and my decades of warmth will release back into the sky’s body and my footprints will wear away like a pillow forgetting the shape of a face. Suppose I grant you...
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the fish dances around the cat’s sternum shakes ribs with its five-pronged fins not an animated gill out of place I turn off the TV it’s raining outside but I walk out anyway I look across to a bird sheltered by a bush preening itself the asphalt...
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I sit here, nowhere a place i was born in but it has changed and i am a stranger now, somewhere i try to recognize but i can't. reading the news getting upset at politics planning a getaway fighting the mother that invaded my depression, i want to be alone...
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my testosterone has been chopped medically castrated by injection last week in prep for radiation treatments I couldn't hold my water today and had to scrap today's scheduled treatment you have to have a full bladder for that and I suddenly couldn't hold...
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Last night I went down to the lake but the sky was what I really went for, so last night I went down to the sky, the white beach all ice ledges, traps everywhere, and you could still feel...
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damselflies

Dragonflies

Always, there are voices that come, unchecked as the sound of water, lapping in the stone basin of the night fountain Some magnanimous, as the sound of father digging potatoes, or mother shouting you in for supper Some unnamed, as the recently dead, who come, when you...
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Buying this ample ranch house in the country, I dreamed I could rescue you, my husband, from the nursing home where I couldn’t visit you because of Covid, where you were starved, quarantined in your room with a man who could only blink....
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grayscale photo of person running in panel paintings

City of peace

I am a cupbearer, offering my better half her morning mug of coffee. She asks, Why is your face sad today? I cannot take all of her in. Last week, my brothers came, sharing news and stories, shouting sometimes in a good-natured way. I...
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black sailing boat digital wallpaper

Quadrant

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCCXspvxP_E Wherever you are, in whatever room of whatever house of whatever's left of whatever life you may possess, imagine that room, that house, that life in the middle of a ship in the middle of an ocean in the middle of a night headed, finally, there.  
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Americarnage

dig a hole crawl in pretend that the world is fine repeat as needed
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Stuart died. It happened at our book club. Vinyl Café had been off the air for a few years but seemed like a fresh memory. Then someone mentioned how I could do a spot-on impression. So, I tried it and botched it and everyone was embarrassed ...
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shallow focus photo of red single-cab truck

Parking Space

I prefer to wander, not stay confined when science says it’s OK to venture. But then I stumble finding a man, half-dead, ensconced in a rusted truck, his fingers curled, necrotic, his face contorted from coughs. I stand, peering, deaf to the honks and curses of those who fight for his...
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white duck on green grass field

The Duck Had Me

A five year old stuck in no-child's land between The hospital and the duck. The hospital had my mother, The duck had me. Once bitten It was so hard for me to take even One small step Outside the old Virginia farmhouse. Inside, the house was dark, Shades...
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I want a larger territory than a screen and two fingers allow. Give me maps impossible to fold back correctly. It would not frustrate me that they never sit flat bulge awkwardly testifying to my inadequacy. Let them unfold propped up on the steering wheel over your entire body...
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selective focus photography of brown rabbit

averse

. more than ever i need an enema or an island of my own the general public can no longer determine squirm from quake and i won't go back to hanging tears on the wall most people await "The Jesus" to provide a salve to put his finger in the wound all the way to...
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