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  Being poetic can be accidental However, Being a poet is no accident   Advertisements

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Kiss (Portrait 11)

The streets at night shimmer under the emerging, movement of streetlights. It’s the tree limbs that cause their action. Above them, wires stretch into an evolution of light and dark. Of course, that’s where we kiss. Where else? And it’s … Continue reading

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I Used To Swim The River

I remember swimming against your current, only to find myself stuck, muscles not strong enough to make progress. I learned to swim with you. I remember heading for your deepest channels, where the big ships travel, catching large wakes. Your … Continue reading

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Poetics

Feel free to make representations out of your own fiction. Be careful when you make representations of someone else’s truth.      

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Undertow

A reader dips a hand Into swift water Waiting in initial silence To be taken by the current   An author swims Without life preserver Arms….splashing Yelling towards the shoreline

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Et Tu

  Et Tu has been published.

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Hanging Art

With full knowledge of its weight, made heavy By its gilded frame, Requiring strong wire Thick nails, to secure it In place—level—solid Upon a wall of plaster Chipped, repainted in layers Colors upon colors thick. We used our steady eye … Continue reading

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Last Of The Trick Or Treats

Little slim acne face You know you’ve been jabbed at Your laugh the littlest A small-like snicker Bedrooms are for hiding No need to involve yourself In overtime with the idiots…just Dig into that last Halloween candy bag Your grandmother … Continue reading

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There Is Always A Then

Thoughts are objects And they are bound within A fiction of our infinite pages. Leafs so thin, That we fit them Within forever With careful words. The parchment is made Of flesh and leaves. We press flowers within our covers … Continue reading

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