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3 WraithsOur steps echo inside the mist— / A foggy midnight on some suburban road. / We plod into the pale
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Feb 4, 2010
Abandoned Mine, MTThe mine shaft’s gaping mouth / yawns like the throat of an old, useless god. / Gnats hover by the scattered rocks.
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Feb 1, 2010
A Bullet in his Father's **** and an Emptiness in his Mother's BellyAre only the tools of the trade / To swinging ***** and easy Janes / Like these now attempting to muffle their shouts
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Oct 20, 2010
AdriftThey were more in love now / Than they had ever been before. / Lying in a small, yellow raft,
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Aug 15, 2010
A Gopher's DeathThe Gopher was born / Underground. He spent so much / Of his life there. His eyes never adjusted
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Dec 4, 2010
A Motel SingleI have enjoyed a full six weeks since I last saw her, some very fine weeks. And two days: six weeks and two days since. I’m checking into a nice New Jersey motel. / What a fine room I’ve been given! See the bed wrapped in sheets, sitting stately like a throne. / Shapes of flowers are scattered geometrically across the surface of the sheets, patterned to please.
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Feb 1, 2010
A Mother Meets her Child in HeavenGo to sleep my baby boy; / Momma’s only gonna be here / for a little while.
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Apr 5, 2010
As I Walked to the Cafe, There was Something AboutThe stiff cold / In the air today, and / I was thinking what I might like
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Feb 5, 2010
[Busriding to the city limits]Busriding to / the city limits, / I think of
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Feb 5, 2010
City DwellerAs with any person that comes to the city / others will say of him that he came to be / where the action is, looking for his share of the spoils
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Nov 29, 2010
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