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Posted by on Oct 20, 2020 in Blogh, Poetry | 2 comments

North Star

North Star1.It’s unclear to me where we are going.I see nothing but fog on the peripheryof the headlights, and brown leavesswirling in a circle of snow, windblowing...

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Posted by on Aug 8, 2019 in Blogh, Poetry | 4 comments


Death Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning Blind hands pulling the air Stub of his penis pierced With a...

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