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Member since June 13, 2010 | 3,692 Readings |
JP Grasser
MFA student in poetry at JHU.
Recent Work
Millenial Gmail Sonnet
JP Grasser
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291 views
Hai. You’re visible, away. I’m invisible / Because I’m writing this sonnet, see: / The chain-mailed gauntlet of verse, quibbling / With a word…
How To Avoid Crashing And Burning
JP Grasser
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839 views
A dozen strands of wiry nipple hair / Are all I can honestly claim. / And claim them I do, like / The luggage at carousel four— / If not…
Lullaby
JP Grasser
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451 views
Two mitts and a ball pressed to my chest, / muffling my heart / -thumping in my ears!- / And I beg him to play with me, just a short catch, / I…
Back Into The Sea We Will Go
JP Grasser
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558 views
The month before your mother / Will die is the busiest month, / Trying to say as much as possible / While she can hear the least. / / She…
Not Forgetting Nebraska
JP Grasser
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563 views
Grandad never owned a lawn mower. / In a sort of shuffle-jig, like a line dance / that he’d learned at Shore’s, / He would shake out kerosene or…
The Bath
JP Grasser
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473 views
You’ll slip into the bath water warm / And comfortable and slimy, / With your aromatic candle / And blue laptop light flickering / Side by…
On the Destruction of Troy
JP Grasser
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517 views
Mother will pay you / Ten dollars an hour / To do your manual suburban labor. / / Mowing the lawn / Strummed no strings / Of your heart…
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Please Explain Please Explain Please
Rebecca Hazelton
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334 views
Every man might have a winter / he holds secret to himself, / a night so cold the ears / of cattle brittle and break, / a vast dark he can only…
THE UNDERWATER CITY
Rebecca Hazelton
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337 views
You were happy, and thus, suspect. Inquiries were made. / Your weight and height were measured at different times, / under varying conditions....
WEST ELM
Rebecca Hazelton
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1,615 views
// in the forest we gather fallen branches / twig texture modeled on the spiraling / horns of an African antelope / / barefoot birds / …
NO CHILDREN, WILL TRAVEL
Rebecca Hazelton
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248 views
// she knew when the pollen coated the car / in sulfur slip / it was another summer / with no child / / with no child / they travel…
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