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Chinatown Sunday Morning
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
'feels good to exercise the ghosts, now and then'
The Crooked
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
"written with my friend Stuart in mind"
Hard Times
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
Waiting on the lightat Seymour and Drake a fair weather lady asks, “what I need?” Fifty bucks... hell, back in the day,I'd ha..
Cambie Recollected
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
Just two daysall I need to see the shiny peoplehaven't changed much since I went away. They've been busythese monument makers erecting mirrorsm..
Who Had Who When
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
It wasn't so much the questionsI asked then: who had had who whenseemed obvious enough. At thirteenhistory needed meat on the bones. Like a ch..
The Sailor's Song
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
"can be read as a companion to The Seafarer"
The Peach Preservist
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
"a true story, happening right now while you are reading"
Singapura, Riding the Tiger
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
Two sheets to the wind, one irateauntie in hot pursuitflip flops across the parkadeoblivious tothe noon-tide gaggle of teensuploading her stormy di..
Akimbo
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
I am winging to youthrough space perhaps too smallto hold the bull rushof my mercurial moods: Time is akimboheat bent through the prism of..
Sitting at the Feet of Ezra
A Poem by
Ken e Bujold
"Finally finished today"
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