Poems

Doctors

Doctors They work with herbs and penicillin They work with gentleness and the scalpel. They dig out the cancer, close an incision and say a prayer […]

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Earthworm

Earthworm Slim inquirer, while the old fathers sleep you are reworking their soil, you have a grocery store there down under the earth and it is […]

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Elizabeth Gone

Elizabeth Gone 1. You lay in the nest of your real death, Beyond the print of my nervous fingers Where they touched your moving head; Your […]

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