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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

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


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


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

 

IV.
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


Air

I feel it mostly


In the time-ravaged skin


Of tire-swing trees


I see it mostly


In the lumi...

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