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How To Drink/What’s Your Problem?
Old drunks at a bar-side paradise: An enclosed patio, surrounded by lattice and gratis-what a place-ladies lack lace, most come accompanied with baggage. A few of these and I’ll forget my place, yet...
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Take It As It Comes
After you go, leaves come out waving in the trees, grass takes a greener shade of fresh, and flower blossoms bloom over, etc. When you come back it’s not so bad, I guess. Because the beauty you bring...
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Morning Read (Just the Leaves)
Morning Read, Rain wasn’t coming down cats and dogs, but it was discouraging none the less. Biking up Como to St. Paul from Marcy Holmes had to be done, This commute remained a process before a...
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From Books to Blogs; A Story of Evolution
From books to blogs like cats and dogs; We’re surrounded by a million writers with a million words, Wanting to get read and be heard- absurd. Zombies scare me less. How to Be a Famous Writer:...
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On the Campus Connector
On the campus connector Day in and day out Packed like sardines Commuting about Fidgeting feet Finding transit retreat No alternative route So far from the house Between Twin City scenes, They...
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Mental Morning (Me Post-Structuralism)
A bunch of facts and a boom I’m scattered across the floor Quick! Run- Grab the broom: Me Post-Structuralism *** I lost my shit over breakfast this morning The weather made me do it Not...
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American Sonnet
We lost the interest before we began Moving fixed posters on the thick walls Level-headed distinguished man Digging hard and working all Sight beheld in the palm of worn hand Many created problems...
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Extimate
Change your mind; Grow-progress Shift in your seat Move your feet Better your posture Be discrete And before you forget Exist like the rest Bent on sediment Bent on sediment Bent on sediment...
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How to Label an Artist/Author
The Art we delegate From our own perspectives Shapes our lives by our objectives Down along the river Or near a country farm Intersecting thoughts which gather alarm One sees it as this One sees it as...
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Morning Read
First thoughts of morning, poor vision blues in a book. Hung on each dark word as the guilty- grabbing tired mind as it takes me inside. Scanning each sentence, detecting its mention; importance of...
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College Reading
Another book to read, -Yes indeed. Language, words, grammar and punctuation; Literally, a fine luxury.
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Blood Moon in the Morning
We live in warm beds, We comb hair on heads. We light smokes, We tell new dirty jokes. Standing in shambles, In the sun- Avoiding preamble, Damage is done- Rambling on, -Sweet sad song. On this;...
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Lind Hall in the Fall
Minus an hour, Gained moonlight; In the cold wind that blows, Under moonlit skies. Trees spoke to shadows—distant, As the wind rustled Through long hung dried leaves. -A paper-rattle crescendo. Night...
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Along the Lines
Foraged affection, Uniquely approached. Caught in the action; Kept taut on a rope.
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Her Morning Alarm
Crickets wake me in the morning, Even in the middle of white winter. They chirp and buzz and shake And vibrate and annoy and call- Moments later my partner is slapping Them hard to death, they die...
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A Sunday Walk through Dublin
On the streets of Dublin razor-wire hangs from fences. Seagulls and Magpies dive in headwinds, this sentiment. From a far off land noting the usual; on the corner is a café, In the streets are...
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The Meaning of Happenings
Things just work out In acutely unique states- All around the world, In many different ways.
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What Waste (Local Print)
On these dead trees, On this black ink: It makes a man worried, It makes a man think.
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Prelude to Spring Break 2015
As early March had come in biting and the best were kept inside, a span of two weeks had passed slowly and sleep had become elusive. Professors watched second hands tick and gave out faux tests; these...
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A Sleepy Sunday in Thunder Bay
Snow fortresses wall vacant early Spring streets, under a shadowed loom of port buildings and storefronts, near silt, stone, and trash; a bay city industry, north in a blanket of cold, under veiled...
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