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At Holly Beach With You

Holly Beach,LA. a thousand cheap vacationswith free seagulls and sunburnsall you can step on beach jetsamand the purifying grit of Gulf watersa working family’s paradise spreepopulation you and me in a couple hundred cobbled cottagesshambled alongside cramped alleyswith ample crawl … Continue reading

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my sweet sixteen

Fons Heijnsbroek. had a telepathic moment with my best gal Mir a couple days ago where she came up beside me as I knelt on the floor hand-vacuuming her sleeping pad and I looked to my right and there was … Continue reading

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a world that can get well

Paul Stanley.there’s something so wrong about wanting to wake up every dayand the world not be at war somewhere and for people to not beangry with each other and hate each other and for people, children,not to be starving, not … Continue reading

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in the quiet of a night

Image: skychasersin the quiet of a nightin the woods inside a cottageI wonder if the animals outsidecan hear me and why I’m noton the deck listening for them andsearching for the bug light reflectionin their wild stares, tracking the birdsin … Continue reading

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L.O.V.E.

Image: VooDooDogI’m the beginning of lifeI am the endI’m the mystery’s wifeI am godsendI’m the prisoner of lifeI cannot dieI’m to enjoy all of thiswithout knowing why Mine is the light of the sunMine is the dayMine’s irresistible funMine is … Continue reading

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To Gratify One Man’s Stunted Imagination

CAROLINE ARNOLD: Soldiers in modern wars all die in vainBy Caroline Arnold / April 6, 2008 Benjamin Franklin may or may not have said it, but it’s a suggestive metaphor for a dilemma of democracy, as well as for our … Continue reading

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The Fork in the Road…

old stork’s a good friendbringing me my next of kingirl boy scale of tenjoy hope win win where goeth cousin toadhopping round its damp abodedisappearing by the loadcroaking as its sky erodes every mile that we gotakes us with it … Continue reading

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EVA BUSH (More Braun Than Brains)

[singing fun for the whole family,to the tune of “Peggy Sue”] you used to be Laurabut you married that horroryour crime may be subliminablebut you married a war criminable(chorus)oh Eva, oh Eva bushyou know I love that Bushthat pretty Eva … Continue reading

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Two Wrens

two wrens on my window sillplainly looking inscouting for that place to safelyput their wren eggs inpeering at the far left cornerwhere the day before they’d beena ready-made perfect nestfor two ready to begin through an open door they’d flownwhile … Continue reading

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More Tuesday Poetry

Remembrance That I could hold such a dear picture,Complete with scents of a woman long gone from memory.That slow movement onward, a foot in frontAnd then another, and another. My memories are all so base and unbeautiful,Pictures of logic and … Continue reading

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