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Eight Friendships From Cicely
A man walks with a suitcase, left alone, a passing swing for the curbside, for the light. One drags it by. One stop to look up with a big eye and say, all day? It ain’t no other way. I just think it’s funny how people don’t know what they want, what they did, what they mean, what they say. I don’t like to say it in a way that makes sense; if they can…
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Dearly Beloved
From the jump, the assumption was that it would come to nothing. It’s a pedestrian shushing – car tires on asphalt or runoff in gutters or boots in slush. All that matters is gold. The neighborhood lawns conspire to ignite from last night’s dusk a fire for the sunrise. Out of respect, you don’t reach for another cigarette. Your word is as good as the next.
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The Seventh
Circle round, rosy friends, circle round. Lend me your nosy ears and close your mouths. We know not what we say. I would tell you something if there was a way.
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Spake Magazine, 2015-2017
Spake was supported by a Small But Mighty Arts micro-grant in 2016.
- Grun, Tropica Laced, Issue 2, June 18, 2018
- Haiku for Blue Couch, [I miss pop poems], Betabet, Haiku for the Orange Line; Small Po[r]tions Journal, Fall 2015
- Round 3: A Love Poem, Painted Bride Quarterly, Issue 89 / Print Annual 7 (2015)
- What I Know About Time, Music Volleys Through, Ravenna Press
- What I Know About Time, Constellations, Sad Girl, Walk Steady; Wild Sweet Notes II: More Great Poetry From West Virginia, Publishers Place: Huntington, W.Va. 2005
- Constellations, The Adirondack Review, Vol. IV, No. 2, Fall 2003
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