Month: February 2010
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seven inches
seven inches me got last night seven inches and a slight chip more old man winter speaks me tells ‘im to shut it me clutches his neck and throws him all asea seven inches last night me thinks I shall have seven more tonight
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Hag/Fag II
He’s a straight man in action He says he wants my womb but when I really offer it he backtracks says he and his husband just want the cats meanwhile I’m hearing in my other ear that he asked another to share his DNA with someone prettier, slimmer with bluer eyes than mine even though…
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arthritis
the grief of loss digs in deep wedges between the joints arthritis for the psyche aching on good days screaming “fuck you” on bad hollowing out the hollowed out part of you who knew there’d be so many echoes
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Paducah by Tel
*Tel wrote a brilliant poem posted in the comments section of my poem, “Goodbye, Lincoln Nebraska” that I thought was too cool not to share. Thanks to Tel for being a good sport and an even better writer.* Goodbye, Paducah Kentucky with your run down buildings lining a boring riverside. When the floodwaters come, even…
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