Poems

After Auschwitz

After Auschwitz Anger, as black as a hook, overtakes me. Each day, each Nazi took, at 8:00 A.M., a baby and sauteed him for breakfast in […]

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All My Pretty Ones

All My Pretty Ones Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling its stone […]

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