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  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Classified The first fame, All that you have asked for In advertisements across the continent; And you still didn’t know why plastic casings disclose their contents to scissors only. I’d see this all as allegory For the forests we’ve undone together Running up and down bedroom w...
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    I don’t know power positions; I can’t teach sex, I eat stress, Fate bears down on me And reminds me of my Flimsiness. A stopwatch can’t see me – My face runs sideways, Flesh like interred wax, Like a lit flame, cleaving From the bone; I have No time to keep. I am not marrie...
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    Gross income sheets; This language is all new to me. You divulge the very thing That plagues you, That you deny. I glimpsed it today When we shuffled through The financial aid papers; Questions trussed you up, Parent in chains, All laid out For me to see, The flesh and bones and jingl...
  • Hot Topics > Environment
    I remember a winter afternoon in Southern California. The kind of day when sunlight settles on wooden floorboards like a hard yellow frost. The happy, constant drone of drills and saws filled the air with slivers of other days, older construction built and dissembled to a similar rhythm. Sunny w...
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    Today I wear boots with slam-drum-fizzle confidence. My boots are of the Ugg persuasion, brown with embroidered hippie flowers, not spiked or black or shiny; but in them I am big and bad and glorious. So I jump step to step down the stairs from my room and land with panache, sure and steady but im...
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    Furthermore, I know nothing of enough and blue-bow mornings, When the arrow flies straight Or true. My strings are tightened daily By patent lace-tying hands; But I belong to the mountains, Their geology, their religion Of suns rising and falling On a mission of portrayal. I am all over t...

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