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Poetry Maybe #35: Unmusical
Photo by Oleg Magni on Pexels.com observe the powerful storm within a body of self-destruction we scoldthose already shiveringfrom unequaled carnage do the feral blue-eyed see unbiased and honorable codes in the same way as tiger’s eye someday the pianist will renewthe pleasure he brings with 88 keys and tuxedo trousers front stage grand pianogrow…
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Poetry Maybe #32
Photo by Oladimeji Ajegbile on Pexels.com Get Your Prayers to Go Can it be so easy to instigate a fictional retelling? one person can execute a story from top to bottom and post it they wait for the floating hearts and syrupy words always praising the new lords of truth and the lies all want…
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Poetry Maybe #34
I love my sailor with the rugged hat and a puzzle box which contains my jeweled watercolor heart domineering winds bear him away and back again when he finds the course to my doorstep I ask,”How tall is Blackbeard?” He can find any pirate’s position on the map Every detail of a hundred runs can…
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Poetry Maybe #30: Argyle Sock
will the race to rescue the constantly stalked, harassed, kidnapped women be victorious? we think they are cloistered in some dude’s basement he is determined by serial killer rules to have 3 first names at all times. Larry Wayne Keith . . . Billy Joe Henry They think are so clever to cheat the system…
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Poetry Maybe #33 – The Forest Knows
Hey Travis – your daddy is rich but you can’t forbid me from doing whatever urges me on from the inside out. I want to be brave when i see you coming up the hill towards my cottage. to destroy the paper birches who start peeling the minute they see your zippo. you’ll stand on…
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Poetry Maybe #29: Hollowback Girl
He calls you to worship at the yoga studio it’s only half moons and garlands can you enlighten him about trips to Rio and could he walk with you in the cosmic garden what is the call and response to “promise me you’ll always be my hollowback girl” can you resist the way he bites…
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Poetry Maybe #28: Everyone needs a Coven
What does it mean when every detail of every minute feels tedious to the nth degree? Women betray women to live the low life with some dude who will later sell her fake engagement ring for $20 and a Big Mac They will discover too late everyone needs the coven Can it be rebuilt after…
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Poetry Maybe #27: Don’t Lose Your Compass
Don’t lose your compass in the wilderness Let’s repair what keeps you repeating the history of Agnes of the Poor School Bus Monitors or Sister Clara of Walmart greeters. My Mallory Magenta, You used to wear loose hair and tight dresses that shattered his vision for anyone else You married some stranger out of nowhere…
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Poetry Maybe #26: The Sting of Poverty
the years are not so far that i forget grandma taking 5 little kids out in the heatshe made us hold onto an old beauty pageant sashfrom a certain Miss Delta Burkewe walked all day so long that our shoes would smokewas the heat from being humiliatedhousing is only for an exclusive set not for…
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TikTok Heart Glasses:Poetry Maybe #25
When they were youthfuland could still kneel to pray that the other one would return their devotion out in the open in front of brothers and sisters friends and strangers. before the winter ballthey could take off their TikTok heart glasses and see for themselves that love is genuineand dangerous. when they touch for their…
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