spysgrandsonEcho

American
it's that time of yearUPS, FEDEX, et al. / ubiquitous in this 12th month / manic motored,
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Dec 12, 2024
kansas--a two minute poem*tall prairie grasses / wind whipped, without lament / bison bones,
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Nov 24, 2024
the river allLET / THERE / BE
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Oct 24, 2024
once a swift rider**what did he miss most? / the whip of wind on his face / the unbridled buck of life between his legs
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Oct 22, 2024
Why I writeOn the Nature of Writing—A Simple Rhyme / I write for me, not for thee / I write for me, in order to see
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Oct 20, 2024
footprintsI make tracks / evidence someone was HERE / until they disappear, with wind's sweep, or rain's moody fall
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Oct 15, 2024
feeding the holierTeresa climbs on the bus / before the sun, if she has / the fare
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Oct 12, 2024
Dining with EdgarI wanna have lunch with Poe, / at Burger King, / because I'm sure he would appreciate how ghoulish that King in their commercial is
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Oct 6, 2024
I am haunted by waters**fishing the river is for old men, / solitary figures who saw their original sin / and now see darkness closing in
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Oct 1, 2024
the mesquite that would not dieone in a hundred million / swimmers reaches the egg, / seeds fare only little better it seems,
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Sep 10, 2024
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