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**Accepted for publication 12-13-23 in San Antonio Review
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All
the peanut butter is gone
but
you still
continue
to
tink-tink-tink the bottom
of
the jar hoping for a b..
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Thank you to Ken e Bujold and his red pen.
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Mother
always loved her children;
what's so special about that you say?Ah, but you don't understand; theywere all her children,be..
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***
The
red-wrapped apple
is
not that reddish apple
nor
the red-green apple.
The
red-wrapped apple
is
my apple,
..
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***
I
went an hour earlier than normal
hoping
to be first in line: I was
second,
by how many seconds I
don't
know as I ..
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***
Do
you have the fortitude
to
follow me down to the bottom
of
the sea, to ride alongside
as
I go into the danger of the deep,
..
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***
My
hair needs swept
and
the floors are
disheveled
and could use
a
trim. Last night's dinner
doesn't
quite fit, and..
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In honor of Larkin's "Aubade"
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***
A
10cc syringe, a 2-inch needle,
I
draw up 3ccs of morphine, tap
the
bubbles from the barrel
and
from habit glance at the..
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