Winter snow
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Cockle Squash
It’s Christmas Eve in a town the color of burgundy and pine Cold stars and tattered clouds float within the inky-bruised canopy Store windows glow yellow, the brick of the small buildings are the color of slightly burnt toast People shuffle along the walks frosted with fresh snow They peek into the shop portals and… Continue reading
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Blue Sky Gravity Heart
Outside it looks like spring in winter My woman is in my bed sleeping Blonde hair peeking out from beneath the covers The blue of the sky tastes like Wisconsin That place I lived and laughed and got damaged in so long ago Fifty years later… Lottery tickets askew on my desk An empty coffee… Continue reading
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