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Posted by on Apr 25, 2011 in Poetry | 4 comments

Untitled

Untitled If my father calls I go Among strange letters of a foe I tread the ladder of his breath Ascend my son he says to rest I cannot hold the bird in place And...

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Posted by on Feb 4, 2011 in Poetry | 0 comments

Requiem

1. lately collisions with walls. sharp touches sharp and soft on soft always what should be but not now nor ever really like that. sometimes sharp on soft collisions....

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Posted by on Jan 27, 2011 in Poetry | 0 comments

Poem Day 8

Poem Day 8 Today I think Of the pregnant woman’s belly Like a bag of swag In a white T shirt And her swollen face She’s relaxed Letting go Because she might fart...

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