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Exchange RateA Poem by JRJays are the prettiest birds around the house their feathers the color of morning sky they used to pay 25 cents a head up at the cherry orch.. |
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Like A BeastA Poem by JRLoneliness breathes like a beast its sides rise and fall, in fits and starts it breathes in the dark, in and out it breeds on itself, auto-e.. |
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Paper and PensA Poem by JRHer feet once so light upon the stair she never wore slippers, didn’t believe in them so her flattening white arches would run gentle a.. |
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Machine StitchingA Poem by JRLooking out over hills it’s as though a soft blanket has been laid over the earth and in the low places the houses hump up in ordered r.. |
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HammeredA Poem by JRI wonder if the blade ever remembers that once it was raw metal and was hammered and hammered and hammered. |
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GrinderA Poem by JRThey call it “headspace” they call it “state of mind” but all I can think of is that long piece of metal I tried to s.. |
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Anything Without AirA Poem by JR(anything without air) they press in the sides fold the plastic like a clamshell (anything without air) they use heat to seal the edges.. |
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SicknessA Poem by JROutside, early morning just before dawn I set my coffee cup down on the ground beside me and a single long strand of a weed pokes down into t.. |
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ManzanitaA Poem by JRThere’s this dead branch poking from the manzanita tree out back, long and dusty and gray where the rest is deep and red I know I shou.. |
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Gray RopesA Poem by JRIn college my flat-mate called me into his room where on his computer played a video of a woman giving head to a horse the horse was gray an.. |
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