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Tuesday, June 24, 2025
Homecoming Song
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--for my cousin, the silent one In the stifling Heat of this, the longest Day of the year, While incessant cicadas Fiddle fickle time a...
Thursday, June 19, 2025
Subjunctive
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In the mood To wonder At the wondrous As if it always were No wonder It was.
Tuesday, June 3, 2025
Huxley In Gaza
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All the witnesses Were present But no one able To distinguish which ones Were eyeless.
Saturday, May 24, 2025
Twofold
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God loves each of us as if there were only one of us. --St. Augustine My love's my ballast; Wherever and whenever I find myself Wei...
Thursday, May 22, 2025
Windfall Inclination Complex
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--for John Phillips the unheeded word is what we think we never hear, though it keeps calling for us to draw nearer, say to the wind...
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