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the horses on shackleford banks

I saw horses running
in a child’s dream
this wild haze of
summer and sleepy
eyes

was it just sea
oats tall and top-
heavy waving thick… 61 more words

Poetry

how to fix a broken plate

stare
at each other unable to
speak

wonder
how you ever got to this
place

slam
your fist on the
table

don’t
let him see you… 36 more words

Poetry

work

apple blossoms —
the absence of force suggests
an absence of work

PAD #9 (work)

Poetry

red rover

I dare you to

remember the blue
grass our bare
feet that kid
cooler than we’d
ever be parked
in his trans
am still

waiting on… 47 more words

Poetry

(love)

he
loves me
he loves me
not

now
I know those
self-evident truths
of a daisy left
intact

PAD #7 (love)

Poetry

wilma suddenly

laughs
the knife in her hand
heavy with the memory of
meat

once there was water
once there was sun
she remembers

life
is diving down wanting… 23 more words

Poetry

carrot cake

I wish that I had
never
you don’t know one-
tenth of all
of this

what will it take for you to trust
what will it take for you to believe… 55 more words

Poetry