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May 1, 2018

I see you now

only in memories of burnt

tire tracks and unshaven mugs

you are my favorite rusty thought


I can still smell your

Marlboros and Gojo soap

salted with oil and greasy shirts

I smell auto body shops at night


To hear your rumbly chortle

muffled by tar in...

May 1, 2018

The parents breathe woe
The infant no longer does
The bond is broken

At least it was soon
I wish your other life well
But I still love you

Today you left her
Today you left us alone
Will I ever cry


Your name would have been
Braeleigh Kae Walton, gorgeo...

May 1, 2018

My youth? I hear it mostly

In the bells of her springtime giggles

I smell it mostly

In the sun-soaked sky and

Stepped-on skunkweed

I taste it mostly

In the summertime dust mote


I feel it mostly

In the time-ravaged skin

Of tire-swing trees

I see it mostly

In the lumi...

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