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Dead Birds Fly Again

I used to work in a junkyard. Junkyards are the book of Ecclesiastes written in the right hand side of the periodic table. A quarter square mile of “Woe, woe, woe” traced in rust. There is a particular tragedy in … Continue reading

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The Year Of The Unquiet Dead

I am seldom at a loss for words. This is not to say that I always have the right words.  Often what I have to say is the wrong thing at the wrong time, words like lemon juice on a paper … Continue reading

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Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis

Hey Charlie I’m pregnant and living on the 9th street Right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped takin’ dope and I quit drinkin’ whiskey And my old man plays the trombone works out at the track … Continue reading

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Metal Fatigue

I am an old tool, worn smooth by long use, paint chipped, edges dulled, not so hard or sharp or straight as I once was. Not entirely useless, not yet, but I labor where I once sang and I shake … Continue reading

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Two Versions

This is a poem that I wrote as blank verse first, then in verse form.  I wanted to post both versions together, to see how they compare.   That Front Porch (Version 1) That front porch faced west. It was … Continue reading

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Learning the world from the driver’s side of the road

“You meet a new person, you go with him and suddenly you get a whole new city…you go down new streets, you see houses you never saw before, pass places you didn’t even know were there. Everything changes.” — Samuel … Continue reading

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