Category Archives: "Poetry"

147 – Examined in a new light

Justin saw this first: Examined in a new light Despite the commitment from the weaker to the healthier we have failed to calm the panic The thinking goes what also rose was more grandiose than practical Anxious, You bear much … Continue reading

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143 – And here I am, waiting for something to break my heart

On The Yucatán, I The northern boys fell at a palm tree, white sand concrete shoe box, where it was all foaming at the mouth and poison pools. I would’ve rather drowned in the cave bound to your belly and … Continue reading

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Filed under "Poetry", Justice, Mexico 2008 (Chemax, Mexico City, Cancún), Spirituality

142 – Table Breakers

Tablebreakers It takes four legs to crawl back to hold hands, say a prayer, wipe our mouths, cut the gristle off your elephant bones and carry your body all the way home

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104 – This is an old one:

Moving They used to be strangers who pushed a cart that held eight months of me like that stroller stored next to the cart I’m sitting in , returning home to home

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Filed under "Poetry", College - when it was still a novelty, Homeness, This Lie They Call 'Growing Up'

090 – untitled

i take pride           that i suck on my pens like cigarettes           my addiction to the written word ink on the end and           carcinogenic verbs limply falling from mouth’s corner lip and the packs of polaroid … Continue reading

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088 – Ashes

son came back to mother in ashes tongue tied lungs tight Oh to the boy she said goodbye to     a man at the door without a word she expected the new s that he would as any would when he … Continue reading

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Filed under "Poetry", College - when it was still a novelty, Cryptic, Death--Death of Many Kinds, Messy, More Art Than Experience