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Kevin Sampsell

Kevin Sampsell writes a couple of poems and haiku every year or so.

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countdown

Kevin Sampsell

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music ends next week // radios will look dumb / jukeboxes impossible to explain // colored vinyl pretty but mysterious / tell your kids that justin…

The Button

Kevin Sampsell

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A poof inside my chest / I press on my left nipple like / A button / It is five in the morning / I want nothing more than blankets / To be…

JSF

Kevin Sampsell

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I. / Eating Animals / Everything Is Illuminated / Here I Am / Tree of Codes / Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close / // II. / Extremely…

Money Is Murder

Kevin Sampsell

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I once heard // of a teenager / who threw a fifty-cent piece / off a highway overpass / / The coin pierced through / the windshield of a…

In Utero

Kevin Sampsell

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My earliest memory / is stepping out of a / long white Cadillac / and landing in your mouth / / Behind your teeth / there was a horse / …

Alone At Home At Night

Kevin Sampsell

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I want to dance / like Nicolas Cage / if he knew how to dance / // I don’t care / What the radio says / It is not a beautiful night / // …

Full of More Air

Kevin Sampsell

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God this air is so German // Waiting for some exotic love // flavored dental floss // A cloud with doors // / And then I told you // I’m tired of…

Plate-like

Kevin Sampsell

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How come your face is just a face / / My face is sometimes / a plate / you can eat / off of / /

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I Ain’t Know

Shannon Barber

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I ain’t know sweetness / I remember / Honey hips / Salty lips / Body made delicious / With worship / And delight / With themselves / Skin like /…

Ten: in the time of a Pandemic

Becca Yenser

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Taking off a slipper with another slipper. // Today, a new bird in the yard. // Wine, wine with ice, wine with tea. // Someone says joy but all I…

The Writer. Age 43.

Shannon Barber

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Can’t drop it low no mo.Booty don’t clapHormones actin a fool.My body singsSad songsWith painAndNew inability. And.....I ain’t tryin’ to hear…

Sally

Dena Rash Guzman

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yes the heart will stop beating / maybe it’s best to be a star / shining long after its own death / named and noted—light studied / yes the…

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