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Else the purpose of her glance spoke Come & In

O live. A joy-joy in the spring of sprig

Pieces From the Year

The Art of Creative Cycling

We will note a condescension in form.

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On this fallen |hguahp!| fined again, swallow them

Soured-struck, with lippers pucked, scored & sore,

My antiques scatter & screech. To learn ( to be set

Be none but to give me the world’s crimes ( and parry

In the cut of a |crahk!|’d prince escorted

A tomb was growing deep in catalogue. My mind —

She flashed me the ugly hard, I did not know her

Posted: Sonnet no. XXIV

That Which You Seek is Causing You to Seek

Someone please to STEAL THEIR CAR, mother Passat

Of Walt, the runaway, & my fire-lock lean'd I hear

My dead colonizer waggles his T-shirt ( Love It Or

Since they call it the Sunset House, the haze in Jenner stays

Unburied fruit, so young & soured-struck

A walk with the dog in the evening | Arjan Tupan

After Roe

Audio | Fathers of America — go get that vasectomy!

Audio | In liver gravy Bloom mashed mashed potatoes is

Everword | Henry Crawford

My antiques scatter & screech. To learn ( to be set )

In the Small Room | Dan Beachy-Quick

Taking A Break

I'm the given in the world's crime / parry, thrust

A calm cool voice, like grating nutmeg, in my mind

She flashed me the ugly hard, I did not know her

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Closing one eye to line the other my heterosexual,

Heavy did I slumber in this sarcophagus

Audio | Heavy did I slumber in this sarcophagus

Audio | Why not first place, Achilles, and hate him to play

Of rods & low wands hidden in the root.

And Now, A Sonnet Celebrates 1 Year

Doom & Gloom squats in the parley room, reading poems

Youth! reclined on the patio chair — akimbo!

The knight of pentacles rots in the flowerpots.

Dear T—, it troubles me to think the last poet you read

sonnet for the hate crimes of Travis McMichael

Afraid to write this love poem I start to lecture,

My dead colonizer's notebook went septic when

Why not first place, Achilles, and hate him to play,

Opened up the witch's oven to see what pies

Then we came to the line where the crooked men said

Graffiti near North Mason Bible Church : give up