Monthly Archives: October 2020

Why is it

to inspire my poetry someone is either a loveror dead? Thank the universeI have no dead lovers. Yet.

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murder hornets gotta eat & other fallacies

the world is flatbut round, a blue pizzaor green naan if I fall or you fall from the edge, as this planet has fallenfrom full globe to a communion wafer would we meetdragons? Or giants?Or sleeping murder hornets,all of them … Continue reading

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My dead (recast, for Jeffrey)

My poem, My Dead, needs another stanza. So, baby brother, you are now a new, very sharp stone in my pocket too. Thanks for walking with me. I call them my dead,not that they don’t stillbelong to themselvesor to the … Continue reading

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Closure

closure– this thing I need where sad packs deep but neatly in its place under a shiny brown shell the way an acorn hides the potential of a tree inside of it–a pain 200 years old, living, still growing and … Continue reading

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Pretty things

Across the street From the cemetery Is the house We grew up in, its yard Confettied with yellow leaves We’d rake in piles to dive into Scattering them again Today, my loss Is tied with a bright bow Like a … Continue reading

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Everyday losses

My mouth is dry from holding your name inside it like a mantra that brings no peace. My heart too steady for what I carry & my lungs don’t want the air they’re given They want last week’s air when … Continue reading

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Things my brother taught me

Not all toys are mine. Don’t wear your glasses when playing Batman vs Catwoman. Always say I love you. Don’t sing over the radio if you don’t know the words. Hug each other like you mean it. Always do that. … Continue reading

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