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A Coat of DustOne should be wary of too many showers; / of too much soap and shampoo. / The brutal water only bead on clean
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Apr 27, 2014
AjarJam smears sticky over toast / And butter three days old. / Served in halves with tea
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Feb 21, 2013
icarusA bird stopped- / Mid-air, died, and dropped / With no brave heart to catch it.
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Feb 21, 2013
loveWe held our mother’s funeral today / out back in the warm Spring rain. / It was supposed to be tomorrow but
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Feb 18, 2013
My firstI cut my teeth, / and lick my lips on your ******* / in that awkward, ending light.
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Feb 21, 2013
On the dialectical process of poetry-writingIf ever once my words took flight / may this song now break their wings. / Snap the hollowed chicken bones
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Jun 2, 2013
SmeltingMy brain is a furnace burning / in a skull plated so thick in steel / you can't feel its heat but by
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Apr 27, 2014
The CannibalI am a cannibal. / I savor men’s fine taste / and snap up scrawny skulls;
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Jun 2, 2013
UntitledPlease do not mind my madness; it comes and goes in fits / With little thought of kindness to my hurried, slurring wit. / But if I said 'I love you,' in formulaic prose and posed
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Feb 18, 2013
Untitled 2I pause shortly as I drink; / And think to remember why / I started this night in a bottle.
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Feb 18, 2013
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