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[POEM] in my dream, only the rattlesnakes are dangerous

Rattlesnake Medusa by Bill Flowers Ulverstone, Australia in my dream, only the rattlesnakes are dangerous on the boat ride the tour guide had a monkey that yanked and pulled on the rattles of the snakes draped over thick branches hanging from … Continue reading

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[POEM] the dream: her hair

the dream: her hair she ran to us sobbing, expecting you for comfort but accepted our motherly embrace, instead of your fatherly approval I petted her light brown hair, free from cloth and wild in lose natural curls she told her … Continue reading

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Dream: the surgery

Dream: the surgery He showed us the folds where the surgery had been done and you were impressed. He showed us each part proudly, just so we were certain we understood what it was we were looking at. You said … Continue reading

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the dream: I told him to go for it

The video revealed a young blonde woman sitting on the floor, back against the wall. He was on the bed playing the ukulele and laughing. My chest closed up and with one last breath (or so it felt) I insincerely … Continue reading

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[POEM] last night I dreamt of embers

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[DREAM] the one with the 1-year anniversary poetry reading & the secret hideaway

the one with the 1-year anniversary poetry reading & the secret hideaway Webster’s was hosting their 1 year anniversary poetry reading. The store was HUGE and there was a band opening for the event. There were about 30 open-mic readers. … Continue reading

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[POEM] I dreamed of skiing on grass

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[POEM] This morning, a hangover of dreams

This morning, a hangover of dreams This morning I’m drinking tea instead of coffee sleeping off my hangover of dreams I awoke too late for morning fog. One dream: texts and public poems exchanged, all speaking of anger and betrayal … Continue reading

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Do not disturb

Do not disturb 422 was the number of their hotel room. It was printed in cheap ink on a flimsy paper key (like the paper tickets she always used to pay for parking) instead of the usual plastic. She spent the cool misty … Continue reading

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