Month: October 2025
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salt in copper mines of deleterious handshakes like an anthem bell under the darling lights of zephyr’s morning
cleaning up scarlet carved winds, tossed in abatement down to the ceiling of frog bite plagues where dormitory and centered persuasion falls agasp, for grateful mentoring, meetings and rough breathing,...
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California Poppy Autocue
Calories and curio pagesmiths Ornette Coleman hyphen wars waltzing to the free notes that barricade fires in the memo engrossed charming, instilled wooden fretted agreeableness singing in a cramped style,...
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Chapbook: The Sounds Of Dreams And Your Senseless Soft Touch – Internet Archive
I have uploaded a chapbook to the Internet Archive: The Sounds Of Dreams And Your Senseless Soft Touch You can find my other books of poetry on my Internet Archive...
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chords unequivocal like the range of freedom
better beveled blessed chords like dancing circumferences that light doormats and closet pastures time in the doctored distance of problematic voices, taunted like the gesture of waves of night \\...
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When I See God
When I see God She/He/They appear as either an older Black woman or a middle-aged white man God as an older Black woman is a redeemer, so close to getting...
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Endorsed Neglect in the Great Plains of Nebraska
people more likely to be neglected under a doctored truce, holistic theorizing, all encompassing, and true, with stitches and pillow-frames – humanity’s refusal, under a soft light of solitudinarian basket...
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The hours of misfits
Suddenly in droves Alcatraz on acorns, and spices, and hives Rice packed with Sudafed and ibuprofen powder Like Mean Streets on holiday maps for tourists No amount of caffeine or...
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treasures that buckle
a solander box of fore-tempered hearts is cracked with creases the cracks are glowing with angel wings and southern songs folk tunes manifest into portraits of God or fine poetry,...
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mirrors of standing soldier equations wrecked where standing ports enhance
hail and moonlit cordial hemerocallis doorknobs talking incessantly like apple hors d’oeuvre hours in tents and microphone doorways with comets for dreams that never kiss the stranger or desire stick...
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Subletting the Library of Congress
subletting the Library of Congress for torches made of opium and gas like fur coats in the midst of extinction mother birds berate the fleet of ashes telling generals pastel...