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Hot
herbal tea compliments melancholy
perfectly,
and the deep sense of loss I feel
is
too real to be ignored. Memo..
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I
don’t see how an entire island
can
have a potato famine --
the
damned things grow everywhere,
on
hips and bellie..
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lawn chairs overturned
and a limb on the driveway …
Ah! Feel that sun!
***
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A
ghost is a memory left over
to
comfort owners; everywhere
I
look -- her favorite spot on the sofa,
or
waiting pa..
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***
St. Patrick day
is late this year …
the grass still brown
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The
Great White Shark circles
the
floating pieces of grass
in
the brackish water of my tub,
(it
was windy on the playgro..
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***
Having
escaped the confines of my jeans,
Monty
begins to pee, spraying urine
haphazardly
into the dust on the desert floor
..
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***
One
rabbit doesn’t weigh twenty pounds --
but
each of these two do -- they’re made of lead
that’s
cast ..
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My
dog has cancer.
I
embrace
a euphemism,
sigh and say,
put
her down,
I’vereally
just said kill her.
It’s
..
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***
On a guitar filled with sorrow, Pablo plays,
and
it sounds like a broken heart
the ache resonates through vacant can..
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