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Tiny Poems of 2017
Good morning,constant universe.Milky Waywets my cereal.Defunk my eyes; sigh. / * / tinily the dream infects the day— must stay awake… / * /…
It’s Wednesday morning. I have something…
It is so easy to lose track of a limb // when you live outside your body, outside your / “self.” Greyer than a cinderblock down / in your gut....
absolution - formal release from guilt,…
pardon once granted / was snatched it flies / away in the palm / of a crow-claw / I / ordain myself / declare: no Bronze Age-god / will shriek my…
47 Poems: A Poem
// // 1 / Daytime exerts its tyranny over the moon, and all the sad-faced kids / burrow under the covers. I’m ashamed of my guilt and shame—it /…
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