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 "eye of the beholder" Inside the iris, a soft glitch— not failure, a doorbell. Dust rings the bell of the pupil: enter, bring... [read more] |
 What is it to be a poet? But to spill ones guts? I do it in written form and keep my mouth shut. For whose to say that this is how ill... [read more] |
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I want toi tell you how I really feel. My feelings towards you, true, are real. A love growas every day.... [read more] |
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I am grateful from today…and all the years that passed for all the friends in life I‘ve been fortunate to have amassed because... [read more] |
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Once again I defer today’s blessing to the Native Nations I hope someday their wisdom will help us understand… how we are not the tot... [read more] |
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In this time of political upheaval where every day by some bad or sad news we’re blindsided… a time that being woke has c... [read more] |
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— Borderland Awakening In a station that smells of coal and citrus,the boy from the borderlands steps off the trainwit... [read more] |
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Avenue de Jena uncommonly situated down the Avenue de Jena Spring washed bright the city walls but left the picnic rug... [read more] |
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"simple sample" there was a timewhen thoughtswere pencilled inby flashlight or nightlightwell after the househad shut down for... [read more] |
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Toyo learned early that male to male Love beneath stars over Nippon discarded such distinctions as age difference and rank. [read more] |
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Toyo's young buttocks' slight curve (newly-formed peaches) invite you, Basho, to bring your sweetseed to the tender crevice between them. [read more] |
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"poetry's reply" I hear your ants — their soft feet tapping the inside of my skull, counting the cracks. Truth is only... [read more] |
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Parade of the Singulars Plato sold tickets to the cave,while Elvis tuned his sequins to beat-off shadows. Helen waved... [read more] |
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On that small, rural campus, far from our homes, we thought we could get naked together, when we liked (he whom I loved happily, and me); bu... [read more] |
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Stockings of flawless, sheer Koan silk you wear (otherwise naked) for Celadus. Then you draw his nearly waist-length dreads away from... [read more] |