Tag: poetry
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November Blues
I’m drunk in Boston thinking about you. Folks up this area seem to think the world may end soon but hey, I’m still here. Still wondering where or if we could have been, still considering ways I could have handled the situation a little better. That’s all I’ve ever aimed for, and it seems to echo through […]
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I In Lieu
Sometimes I clench my jaw at night grind my teeth unconscious to the swimmers and poachers, the entitled or deeply mislead let my body take the fall rest Sometimes the frogs don’t sing at night police sirens wail bodies hit pavement the way chicken breasts smack cutting boards season with pepper to taste mourn […]
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Survivor Guilt
You’re going to die, and it keeps me up at night. Your eulogy is a poem I don’t want to write. I don’t sleep, waiting for the phone call that you’ve been found with a landscape of poppy flowers blooming down the side of your pillowcase. I don’t sleep, thinking of those who wear the […]
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Pyrotechnics
When we were teenagers we stole fireworks and set them ablaze in the suburbs….. (Poem at Heart & Mind Zine, click the lead to read)
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