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by on Sep 1, 2015 in Poetry | 0 comments

I’m sick. They say I am but mirrors are loud, catcalling at every turn I have to look. When did I become a whale? My reflection breaches out of the river of bodies on the sidewalk; I hurtle into the air and slap into the sun. It’s wonderful, but I’m sick and they hand me pills that make...

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The First Stone

by on Jul 1, 2014 in Poetry | 0 comments

i) We are closer to the animal than we think. Birds peck at their food. Chicks are fed, beak to beak. ii) We open our mouths for the stream of data gathered by the machine. Chew time is time wasted. iii) The gag reflex becomes a vestigial process. We are adapted to swallowing in one go....

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