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Sunny Side

  I step off the downtown bus In humid, too-hot-for-spring heat. I remember when I first moved To this side of town and Put a bridge between my geography. Here, lines of skateboarders And littered trails by the river, Buildings … Continue reading

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I Am Your Monsoon

Here is art, Filling the air Inhaled by sick lungs Yours and mine. Here is an aura, My feet are chasing Pounding pavement carelessly. I stand, a witness to your boyhood A jury to watch growing pains, Shaving nicks, and … Continue reading

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In The Back Of The Temple

Biblically, you ought not spill your seeds on infertile soil- You’ve come to know me as your lush, Dirty grounds, an ethical gray area. Taking matters into our own hands, You spill in my open palms, On fertile hills and … Continue reading

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Left

  Count on one hand Then the next Everything that is here Looking from afar To see things moving farther, Muttering, “just go” Mulling over Why you haven’t just disappeared. Just check for A co-creator in morbidity Deceptive conceiver, If … Continue reading

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A Study: The Economics of Dying

  Vegetables don’t feed flowers The way a body will. A legacy of “I Was here, too.” Grown from decay, Wilting again A hand-picked bouquet.

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No New Gods

The machinery of his heart, always at war with his mind- He, who wrestled life away from scraps; those husks of peace left in compost buckets. Off-brand savior, who nails sleep to a cross, Sacrificing restfulness for children who were … Continue reading

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She Tells Us Her Creation Story

A flush of abundance that trickles into vacancy, Rushing my ideals back and forth in empty wheelbarrows- This man here, chose the wealth of forbidden fruit Chose this body (not mine) Chose these limbs (and no others). I baptize it … Continue reading

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To The Man At The Bar

From across the bar you grin Gin on my mouth, I smile, For a while we exhaust A lost idea of completeness; Less talking, please Seize the emptiness Of fading youth, Ruthlessly melting From our lips. Slip into something less … Continue reading

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The Day He Told Us

A lifetime is easy, Just scenes arranged To make sense of What we feel; As we Experience things that Will never happen, Sadness is not something We are able to Hang on to. The day he told us He wasn’t … Continue reading

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Though We Say Hallelujah

  I step into the coffee shop Aligning myself in the Neat, orderly row. It is Our human branding Because, God surely Loves parallel lines. We don’t know this, Though we say, hallelujah. A baby cries behind me A sign, … Continue reading

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