Joe M.
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JalapenosA Poem by Joe M.I eat the hot green chiles for the fire red feelings of anti-numbness; It’s an anti-blackness I seek. They say I am a mad hatter for I bi.. |
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Fourth of JulyA Poem by Joe M.Brain chemistry vent on the Fifth of July |
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Breakfast without GolightlyA Poem by Joe M.It’s so orange burning through the panes so rectangular so early “Sun’s here again.” Yeah, but such the warm view.. |
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