Poetry
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A Tariff on Trust
Slowly, a meandering hunger saws off frostbitten fingers to make stew of coals in the fire / persistent it will find joy Slowly, a patient stands naked not awaiting surgery,...
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There are no more strangers in the terebinths
Elijah has been lost to me for years He thinks I have forgotten his ways His memoirs, his tattered journals But I have always held out hope That he would...
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The interlude of frequent intolerances
She was there on the mountain gripping Her hand before the captured peoples She saw the stalwart tidings in the firm abyss of the smoking strangers too hungry to be...
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No Surprises for the Valiant
“no more wars in the terebinths” I calmly and politely portend a stream of my anxiety issues forward like a gospel of cheating spies, spies that cannot be honest and...
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Silence and the Speaker
God stopped talking to me I hear no more corrections No support, no clarifications, No crystallizations in my mind Of the things that God intended, Not even in my dreams...
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Stolen for the Afternoon
Remove that tilt from the earth Sleep until Thursday Under a bed of ash-riddled roses Smoke like the fire’s just come home After a long weekend, with land and subterfuge...
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Poisonous Oyster Shrubs
In the still, silent speaker’s wind gasket Lies the faint resemblance of a crowing noon So soft to the touch, razor blades for wings, And she lies for adornments and...
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The Tyranny of Breakfast
Just a moment longer until we taste the foil Swimming in our balcony, no asteroid forgettings No hard sleep Just a moment longer After the triumph of regret becomes stainless...
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With Leaves Upturned
These are the groaning days I see no beauty in the forest No husbandry or a hand mill of our senses There is no lurking laughter No strokes of luck...
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Visitors on a Monday Night, Vacant and Sternly Warning
There was never an orchard in those days I did not hold a towel Over our bodies We did not rinse in sands of equations Or tailor our amusement to...