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– Saturday, February 18 2012 –
in Poetry and still relentlessly driven I huddle on the floor chest collapsed around the curl of my sharp knees and sob for you I haven’t...
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– Wednesday, February 15 2012 –
in Poetry When the twin towers crumble in a puff the last of my filter evaporates poof into thin air so that every tsunami, earthquake a...
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– Monday, September 19 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) just about almost done she hums under her breath tenacity a matter of circumstance she attempts with each waking to transform this word lost...
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– Monday, June 27 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) Just before the sunset behind the Bighorns- indigo in the east and azure in the west and a molten-flamingo pink burnout between the paintbrus...
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– Friday, May 20 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) The smooth icy surface of every glass yawns back a room, and in the room, a girl, sharp angles and vividcolor and motion move back and further back a...
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– Wednesday, April 27 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) Tonight they celebrate Osama's death. Nearly ten years ago shards of glass glittered down as bodies cart-wheeled out of the tower- t...
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– Sunday, April 17 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) The bones of a bird could not rest together with less delicacy than this thing we construct. I met him online, allowed him out o...
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– Saturday, April 02 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) His eyes squinsh up pig-like when he's drunk, his words water into some thick slur. He has a tendency to slump over into sleep: mouth open....
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– Tuesday, March 01 2011 –
in Poetry , General Post (NON-COMPETITION) The grass around the farmhouse grows as high as my waist. It rustles underfoot, grasshoppers sing and I send the Beagle in front of me to wade ...
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– Friday, February 18 2011 –
in General Post (NON-COMPETITION) The kitchen has a bay window over the sink. This February night, the temperature is nearly zero and the light from within spills warm onto the ...
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