I sometimes think of Lazarus
when I feed the seven fishes
in my little pond, my sister
coming back to life, asking
how goldfish could live so long
I answer her, How the fuck should I know?
and she laughs at me

I sometimes think of Lazarus
when I feed the seven fishes
in my little pond, my sister
coming back to life, asking
how goldfish could live so long
I answer her, How the fuck should I know?
and she laughs at me
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Recently relocated from the rural crossroads of Orchid, Virginia, Rob now lives near the small village of Madison, Ohio, just a stone’s throw from Lake Erie. After a career as an environmental planner, he and his partner are converting an old horse farm into an environmentally friendly flower farm with poetically inspired gardens and woodlands, where he hopes to discover an organic flow of artists, writers, friends, and musicians one day soon.
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