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Three Stories

I. She Asks Him “For the Third Time” to Leave the Toilet Seat Down outside the elm trees redden with autumn. their tight green berries bitter in the waning sun. II. Her Uncle Slipped His Hand into Her...

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Kyoto Haibun

(In Memory of Harold Stewart)           They say great blessings wait in the temple of a thousand goddesses. But on entering, the gold arms and faces of mercy statues stare with a penetrating purity...

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Pawpaw

Carica papaya No Need To Argue, French Vanilla ice cream and tear-dry eyes I will taste as I hear, hear as I taste for the rest of my life Walk Two Moons, pawpaw with lime, and for once, not me …

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Untitled

Boy who smells like fish with a leather jacket, piercings and rings came and sat next to me, he started writing poetry in his Moleskine. He has written “your light radiates through me/but I am empty/I...

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c a p s u l e

how  is  this plastic case so attune to tampering I ask my love bone-thin & fossil-grey & crying at me         to        s w a l l o w Jessica Venables remixes this poem for The Lifted Brow...

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University Second Year:

Russ and I battling on Sega Genesis and Nintendo. The victor singing our version of a song lyric: "I like the way your mama works it, my dick-ety." Hockey '94 in dispute, but Madden Football stored...

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Ward

The 75 year old ladies’ man is all cut up in the hospital bed beside mine. He loves his dog, brags he once slept with a woman & her 30-year-old daughter at the same time… some kind of summit for …

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Wallpaper

Nana’s ghosts gnawed through her walls. Mum and aunts scale bow-legged ladders, scrape paper, bury leaves of it in pilling carpet. Autumnal crunch. Mum makes Nana reinscribe her living room with...

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Basic Cable

Tomorrow bends into the marine layer with alluvial decisions spread across an imitation Mesopotamia. Chops mountains to hillocks, drain lakes to beds. Retires. Chase scenes mock an earlier, louder you...

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Yesterday I

Yesterday I googled your name Because I missed you A picture of a horse came up I imagined you riding it topless I googled your name again today My internet was down. Related Posts: No Related Posts

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