Poetry
Diagnostic II Over the past fourteen days how many days have you felt blue? For none of the time for some of the time for all of the time for all time Over the past fourteen days how many days have you felt gray? Over the past …
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… the cry that opens the shutters. She says changeling, become a boy . Once I was a dream-animal running. I knew there … raised whose eyes widen toward bloom as they stand: two bodies of struggle. The officer believes the instrument’s … the bright cylinder from which the bullet will emerge and points it toward a future intention. Color the cloth …
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… Territory All day I’ve followed roads. Have I come that far? Terre Haute, Greencastle. Kokomo’s not close, …
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… not even in the worst of it, I get hung up on. She died so suddenly all I can picture is the oxygen mask …
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… are dream’s jazz. You’ve never heard this stuff? Well, also popular last week we had an older groom the night … after all day at the pool, her tenderness in restive competition with a husband who has slept beside a wife for … can call it that, leaves very little secret. A rhythm steadier, smoother, humbler than waves: inhalations the size of …
Poetry
Pretty Boy London, 1795 Can’t say he walked the walk. Talked it, but everybody did that, everybody had a story to front, the essential mess of their life. He was pretty, though. Nobody messed with the sight of him because it messed with …