We became a hyphenated word like
honky-tonk, long-term, six-pack, full-time
We dropped the dash
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Poetry
We became a hyphenated word like
honky-tonk, long-term, six-pack, full-time
We dropped the dash
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I am rarely in a pub
I had never been in Kerry
but that evening I found myself
in a pub in
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She calls it a "do."
She had, she says, a bit of a "do."
And in that short word,
Accompanied with
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their ocean
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I
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One of the children believes
that wasps can be short-sighted.
She's frightened of them,
so we
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I wake, creaking
the room is cold
the house is silent
the day waits
I tell myself to get up
the
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My aunt ran a shelter for ghosts
all kinds: shades, spooks, specters
seekers seeking hauntable
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I used to find it hard to lose at chess.
I'd watch in disbelief the check and mate,
think through
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Down by the red brick wall
Where the trains used to run
She waits for me.
She's got he
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I
Mick, we are in a swamp.
Bullrush baited, thick
in the thicket, vibrant
and violent. We
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We build our homes
From sailors' bones
A crown conch amplifies their screams
From grooves
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The histamine rush
from scratching this rash
makes me think that there must
be some really
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I'm a triangle
my edges are hard
always snagging on the soft, soft world
my scars are
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Fireworks rupture the smoke
gold stars like sky-sealed approval
burst trickle down
green
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She ties on her daughter's wings made not
of wax, leather, eagle feathers, but of
paper, ribbon
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The length of my dog's leash. Meeting another,
twelve feet between wary humans,
dogs sniff nose
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The gray field of the rain had risen.
She slept on the worn patchwork quilt
of the sky.
When
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