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Tuesday Poetry Delivery

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Mother

Outside the building During gray showers I am entertaining a cigarette Underneath my umbrella. Nearby, a mother folds her child Into her...

I Write About You

I arrive to the bar on Thursday night for writing group And attempt to domesticate love words, But they escape me like herds that Have...

I Go to Church to Bond With My Father

I go to church to bond with my father, Who is distant and a Roman Catholic only by name. Personally, what I am looking forward to (Me,...

Los Angeles Baptism

It is the seventeenth day of rain in Los Angeles, But we are currently in the eye of the storm. I am bewildered by the rain. I've only...

The Standard Annual Raise

Is my life worth: A financier at my favorite coffee shop, A single gallon of gas in some parts of the country, A carton of a dozen brown...

The Small Thing

The document gently slides out of the machine and lands on the plastic dock. It reads that I will become someone else's baby for the last...

Tamed

She arrives in my life like Nude Descending a Staircase by Duchamp And sits on the rattan chair that I've set on milk crates for this...

Oft and Fondly

Kindness is not a heavy bargain. Why else does the wind persist during a heatwave— And I know for certain I love you. I will never be...

Leafy Greens

When we are together and alone I unfurl like a leaf, Spilling everything inside of me that I've kept all the week. And since the sun must...

Friends Who Write

You and I experience the world The way that a tender doe Experiences flight, Then falls on its side in relief, Gratefulness, Newfound...

Poetry Walk/The Flower

See how The Flower behaves when you dote on it? How it unfurls, unsheathes, unfolds? See how the waters tide towards you repetitiously?...

Closer to You

Often, I imagine us reconnecting At a social event in between our neighborhoods And you're much healthier than you were, And I am same as...

The City Is

I open my french doors to the sunlight and soot of another day. Birds are chirping—it's so cliche. I am rolling off the mattress to walk...

Bougainvillea

Say you'll love me, flower. Set forth your pollen in my direction. Send pregnant petals full of fragrance. Entwine your roots into my...

Calendula Petals

Why would you touch me like that if you loved me? Do calendula petals work in a dark bedroom? I want sirens in your neighborhood every...

10:46 to Oxford

We toss up our knees in hurried fashion. Scramble into a tight carriage. I remember jokes about mackerel. It is a close fit in the...

The Sugar From Fruit, II.

Summer sun made the day Come in fat with an apple in its mouth And tumble over heat for hours you and I Got the spoils of a supple...

Thank You Poem

…When we give, if the palm stays open, We are in the perfect position to receive. I am always keen to hear about myself from other people...

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