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Walking alongside the ghosts of adolescent memories preserved like so many Pompeii corpsesin back lanesalley waysparksand cemeteriesas though no time has passed. Holding the hand…
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Stored in our bodies For all this time As cruelty reigned Cold and hard And we knew those soft and warm among us Were not…
There once was a dickhead named ScottyWhose ethics were scabby and grottyIn times of crisisHe was flaccid and useless And now the whole nation is…
Is that youTexting me?I waitBe coolLet thirty seconds passBefore I cross the roomTo pick up my phone It’s a fucking adFor solar panelsJustNo
My daughter runs to me when I pick her up from preschool 35 degrees Celsius, a stinker of a dayAnd she is in a hoodieThey…
Late stage capitalism closes inSputter stumble grip squeeze…We heave and tryWe trudge and sighBound, and on our kneesConditioned slaves to a broken systemAcutely self-awareOf our…
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