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Ray Sep 11
how precious
the years spent rising, standing
on these legs—
now not so strong
now not so brave
Ray Sep 11
in a pizza shop
where nobody comes
he sits in his apron
alone in the back
watching the front door
Ray Sep 11
bending over
a large man in a blue t-shirt
bares
the crack of his ***
as blue sky bares the sun
Ray Sep 11
an old man standing
frozen in the middle of the aisle
staring at the pickles—
shoppers blur—whizzing, jostling;
let’s hope he’s not alone
Ray Sep 11
a ****** girl
doubled over and swaying
in no wind
fumbling with a scratch-off
I wish you luck daughter
Ray Sep 2
a butterfly
dancing along the hedge
in the morning
has no concern for
what the night may bring
Ray Sep 2
beyond my window
behind a city on black hills
the moon rises
above the disappointed
flicker of solitary lights
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