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so i missed a spot, that
itself’s no felony;
and if for better detergent,
i’d have my sanity.
of course it is a kind of acquiescence / to not want to put up anymore / with extremes of temperament / and weather–and as much / as you were…
This poem is not about sex / despite its title, it’s about irises, / and yet, it must be conceded, / their color, form and subtle sway / …
More by R. Winters
here’s / some / rope / i’m sure / you’re marking / your calendar / / / the minute / our gracious / (you could say) / …
not-so-secret (1 & 2)
not-so-secret 1 / / / the open’s / out, / / the assumed / proved. / / the obvious / glorious / / but still we’re / unmoved. / /…
for the data miners
yes, i know my passwords are stupid and yet i keep forgetting them, / yes, i am aware of how cripplingly boring my daily activities are. / yes, i…
having to put on a persona / is no way to run a culture / / the scent sent south is inheritance foul; / you wonder why more don’t throw in the…
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