A coincidence, followed by an extra glass or two of vinho verde.
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Shards with dull edges (a poem)
Too many hours of waiting mixed with the refrain from a Kid Creole song results in this:
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Disappearing stars on a field (a poem)
I’m watching a ‘black screen’ video that really depicts rainfall from the apparent viewpoint of the cloud, while the cat is giving me The Stare…
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Snapshot from the season of magic and loss (a poem)
Drove home tonight while listening to Lou Reed’s Magic and Loss…
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Backyard scene (a poem)
After watching the digitized film my mom had saved since 1964…
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In the mirror, silence accelerates (a poem)
Title inspired by a line from Jean Cocteau’s Orphée…
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The mysterious figure who watches me while I sleep (a poem)
Written while watching Jean Cocteau’s Orphée…
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Bookstore Poem #671
Yesterday’s pre-reading workshop was about death. This is the poem I wrote.
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My version of late night shopping (a poem)
Among the things I’m looking to replace are the refrigerator and the living room furniture. I also figure I should get a carpet cleaner, so I can go at my own pace, rather than hiring somebody to do it and having to empty entire rooms all at once. (Not to mention that if I’m not going to replace the carpet right away, I should at least make sure it’s clean.)
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How to confuse your heart until it cannot decide whether or not it is broken (a poem)
Inspired by “How to run away from your own broken heart” by S. R. Mason (https://theadventureto-be.tumblr.com/post/188396010206/how-to-run-away-from-your-own-broken-heart). Continue reading