Category: poetry
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chum
i can’t walk fast enough back to my car so that my pulse can return to baseline and avoiding the sharks that follow at a short distance has made my white knuckles ache. even now wrapped around my steering wheel they painfully bloom back into pink calmness as I watch parking pirates attack each other […]
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had i gassed up last night
6:37 AM on-ramp leads to an endless string of red lights. a blinking high speed stop and go of seasonally staccato s-turns. my caffeine is wasted on this nose to tail chase. mid sip, over the rim of my cup, a million glowing back-lit reminders of order look like embers burning wick to keg. and […]
words keep wolves at bay 