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The Last Supper
Goat entrails, mango bats, hot peppers And large grubs, fed to me Food of the Gods, I didn’t have to be told I consumed them knowingly, sopped up The sauces and left nothing for…
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Holding On
cleave to you smoky woman you are earth vessel warm i am seeing starbursts in sun all my horses are yours
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Chariot
Can I carry on like 500 convicts, 25 to Life Colder than ice, colder Strap me down How many men does it take “You are vulgar,” they tell me Requiem from the rivers Sweet…
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Monte Bella House
White muslin blowing in the gallery Sea breeze before noon The toby swings on mamma’s neck When she sweeps and mops out Papa heard the pipe sometime, late in the night, “water come,” Filling…
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Summer
i give you ebb and flood fistfuls of harvest at the junction of seasons lark in the tangled meadow shows your eyes hands a ridge gullies our bodies are painted we are ashborn and…
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Sugarmoss
Bayou Boy’s Sweetwater Love Charm “Elegba! Papa Elegba, Elegua! Three of this at the crossroads, First you. Erzulie! My honey jug so pretty… Erzulie, my offerings are sweet! Erzulie, my offerings are sweet!” 1…
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Ground Drawings
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 side in The Dove room…
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Hearing Gabriel
in the grit a crucible of sorts to lay me out i have had and lost and lost in between there is not much to say only rise
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Slaughterhouse River
The might of it so alluring And you’d love to skin me Use my skin Stretch it over your instruments Align my spine so straight and lovely Right in line with your own Beat…
Pretty Thunder Poetry 