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I Am Martin: Part Two
Martin walked into the confessional of the Catholic church.
This place was the congregation he’d been cast out o..
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I Am Martin: Part OneA man of five feet tall walked into his brother’s bedroom;his brother was slouching in his hand-carved wooden and cloth cha..
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Scene from a Vienna Pub
High-heeled boots are terrifying.
That man in the corner booth
has the names of his cats sewn on
to his leather ..
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In The Navy
Optimism,
Pessimism,
and Realism
argue over whether the glass is half full or half empty.
“I say it’s h..
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The Gay AngelI have a dream;one which I think to be a long-extended metaphor.A dream in which I am walking into the darkness of cavernous woods,like a..
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Storm
She calms the waters on the edge
of my horizon,
makes the beach swept clean from
its pollutants.
Her lightning strikes fire for m..
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I Am Dinner.
Across the breach was spread seaweed;
Gifts from the Sea thrown onto the crumbled rocks.
Silently--
rather, near silently..
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C.
“Tonight was good,” she said as she ran a finger through her
hair.
“Yeah,” he replied. “I was scared about..
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Jack, Hobbes, Martin and I.
Well, I managed to wake up with a great
sense of nihilism with a side of
Roman Imperialism (not that
the t..
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Sestina: Corn
I see nothing but corn.
I know nothing but corn.
I eat nothing but corn.
I speak nothing but corn.
I hear nothing but..
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