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Untrained Eyes
A donkey roams his pen at Camp BaduhmLashed black eyeballs bat away blood-swelled bugsWhile braying breath melts bale fulls from his gumsHis well-groomed withers, clipped for human hugs I sat with him one weekend as a friendEnvisioning hoof rot splotched with scarlet stainsIf unfenced, would he trot to bitter ends?Or is it warm there where… — read more
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Dadding Defiantly
In frills for thrills High heels for weather Wherever we find grass together You know what? Pavement, too You don’t need perfect Conditionally You need an Un prefixed My magic practically A ball if we have one My socks knotted if not Convenience is for me But “I’d do anything for you” is paternal platitude… — read more
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Ornamental
mindful you won’t brushmy blistered bladesI’ve sealed decay butI’m still toxic nearwound walls — read more
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On Emily
What fools your friendsWho found a fountainAnd dared not drink — read more
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Tiny Token
I’ve learned to regret littleAnd nearly nothing fully Even so I’m discomposedWhen I weighThe fallow sapIn which I’ve indulgedInstead of the poetry—The definition devoidThe depth deservingSo inscrutable an intellect—Of the Arbutus of Amherst Thank the lord for LaviniaWhat wandering would haveBorne me in vain pursuitOf verse so rich without? Feeling a farewell dueSuch a curious… — read more
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Replies (to questions she’ll never ask me), pt I
To share the worst of me with strangers To keep the best of me For You. — read more
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Tributary
My silvering friendHave I given you all you deserve?What will you tell the Xolo at the end?Are your dreams all memories of the days I trailed your tail on runs?Is that why you’ve begun to sleep away the sun? Do you remember me when I leave?Does my odor lingerLike longing on the backdrift breezeOr does… — read more
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I Returned
Flippers washed you in whiteLike sterilityBut I know your disease like typhus in an infirmary Caulked in new porcelain vanitiesLike luxuryBut I know your dry rot through like lung cancer Covered the floor in cheap LVPLike modernityBut I know every perilous crack like bare feet sifting coals Installed stainless steel and cabinetryLike abundanceBut I know… — read more
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Poked & Infringed.
I’ll never own one– Thelist of diagnoses is too long but take a Secondand review the 27 word AmendmentFire off even if your education Wasnot fully loaded with context around what was Written235 years ago Forthe express purpose of defending against Thisplatoon of patriarchal pussies who Exactexecutions in open air under safeguards of Oppressivegovernmental cover… — read more
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Offing The Page
oh, there you are little lily-draped lightning bug brave boy battle born wriggling wild wrestler with your heart undone you’re beautiful did you know? you will. so will they just a few more spins of the wheel turn turn turn tiny tinkerer keep building keep anchoring keep thatching keep believing i’ll keep you here aloft… — read more
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epiphany
invoking a miracle it occurred to me a star doesn’t wish upon itself * — read more
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For Those Who Deserve Vengeance: 2026
*This world has been cruel to me. I will have my vengeance.* For those who refuse to learn the cup sizes at Starbucks…but the process will be so much swifter. For those who don’t use turn signals…thanks for keeping me alert. For those who leave one sheet on the toilet paper roll…I do need more… — read more
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all along
Mommy groomed Mefrom crib to bibto toddles and tantrumsHer favoritest kid she wanted a daughtershe had only sonsplucked from the litterHer prettiest oneshe raised Me for slaughterimage and spitbedazzled my collardripped rancid milk sips we had no foodshe shoveled Me wordslikeCutieandBeautifulPrettyI yearnedI starvedall alongfor Lovejust for Her one bed to anothershe bounced early ontil an… — read more
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Family Portrait
There was a trendIn the 90sAmong nuclear white familiesMostly At the mallAt a SearsOr JC PennyMaybe Painted facesChests pinned and pressed in stodgy vestsMatching and sweatingSmooshed cheeks reddingFor ChristmasUsually “Say cheese!”Family forever“Perfect!”Framed dysfunction In this way,The uncles and the grandmas and neighborsKnew, as it was on displayOver faux fireplaces:Bliss lives here. Maybe it didUntil it… — read more
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Weekly Commitment
I’ll post a poem each week. Pinky promise. — read more
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