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1532 Rue NDongo
Massembo, DRC 1993 For Yaya Clemintine The smellOf burnt garbage and warThe compound of tires and galvanize, piles of brickRusted nails, tossed out batteriesA thin fabric blows in the doorwayYou’re seeing then not seeingA…
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Night Bird Says, Medicine in the Mud
I am a cross star woman, says I am a time thief woman, says I stand on the balanced cross, says I am neither here nor there, says I am a cloud woman, says…
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Chapter 14, Day of the Dog Star
A continuation of, ‘Wrapped in Thunder a Novel of Amnesia’ “What do I remember that is shaped as this thing is shaped? – William Carlos Williams do not become acquainted with her.…
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Intravenous Chapter, The Day Moon
A continuation of, ‘Wrapped in Thunder a Novel of Amnesia’ Cuss me Shut the windows first Unplug the guesthouse fan We can sweat this out In malaria land Can’t you see it coiled up…
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Thief Chapter, Chapter of Angels
Thief Chapter A continuation of, ‘Wrapped in Thunder a Novel of Amnesia’ I have underestimated August Half sister to the moon that kills Battle Mountain Nevada- town of masturbation and blue…
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Ground Drawings
From St. James Chapleroom, 2006 Because you once knew a woman Who kept the rum of the scorpion In one bottle and the holy water From the Jesuit in another They sat side by…
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Your Palm Read in Late April
It’s true. It’s not a seasonal thing. It is ongoing and will not pass. A maiming thing that has us collide, take pills, smoke various medicines, stay drunk, collect and dispose of lovers. Loose…
Pretty Thunder Poetry 