R. Oxley
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Always, CatalpaA Poem by R. Oxleywarns of temporary blossomingfleeting tenderness of springtimedespite how often we tried to teach lovers her namedulcet amber on the tongueshe is the .. |
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RestorationA Poem by R. Oxleyrepairing the house, and my relationship with my parents |
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sunshine in which i am whole againA Poem by R. Oxleydreams about a lost friend |
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Generational CursesA Poem by R. Oxleythe things my grandparents taught my parents, who taught me, for better or for worse |
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White KnucklesA Poem by R. Oxleyafter Francesca Woodman's "Untitled" (1977-78) |
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On days when poems aren't PallasA Poem by R. Oxleyabout writer's block |
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The Work Here At HomeA Poem by R. Oxleyregarding returning to my childhood home, and the conflicting feelings of old trauma and new hopes. |
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Chicago FebruaryA Poem by R. OxleyAfter a strange instance of needing to climb over a freight train in order to get where I needed to go, I penned this poem as a way of expressing my f.. |
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MommaA Poem by R. Oxleya dream and memories of my mother, and the times we spent together when she didn't seem concerned with her appearance |