A Bathroom View
Thoughts of love as I sit bedside this morning with a bathroom view. She looks so fresh, so clean, so new, so cute. Life expectancy high; much time to choose. I stay to see proof, or a poof. And I...
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Broken parts Accumulate the me I am; Pieced together What it seems On a whim- Head, abdomen, and limbs. Padding down ends of Scotch tape In hopes that it holds. So many holes, Can you see my soul?...
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Half of my person, my body, my ghost, my own; though you are outside in the cold, wind through bare trees blown— near thoughts in the mind—full, on edge a clear glass of water in my saliva, in my...
View ArticlePre-Open Mic on Nicollet Avenue
Streetlamps poured a waxen yellow glow on the Nicollet Avenue scene below, as above heavens danced and sparked white as now onlookers stood and watched. The hum of vehicular masses turned to a city of...
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