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Why
should you care about anything
I
have to say? You shouldn’t.
I
know you will. You and I, we’re
the
same...
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Am
I better today? Yes.
I
feel some better today.
I
swallowed the bitter pill
of
regret, ingested it
and
made..
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At
birth we’re granted breath, the greatest present,
although
the shock may make us kick and cry
it pains this sudden t..
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The
word wouldn’t come
when I was fifteen and in the heat of battle,
on
the edge of the fold-out metal chair
..
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My
cousin, Larry, became gay
when
he was fifty-two.
No
way I would have waited
that
long to kiss another fellow.
..
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***
Why
would a loving God
make
goddesses to tempt us?
The
answer made me an atheist,
or,
at best, agnostic
..
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***
The
sudden dissolution
of
the placid surface of the pond
has
an accomplice,
a
whisper of a tiny plop
that
emanates from belo..
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***
It
happened only once
when
I was just five
barely
alive and fighting
to
breathe through pneumonia.
I
reached out my ..
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***
This
is where crazy started,
here
at this farmer’s market
between
the asparagus and purple
sheen
of the eggplants,..
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***
My
father escaped the family farm,
escaped
the gees and haws guiding mules
requires,
escaped the loamy earth
that
gave birth each year to..
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