From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes"
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia
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I would lie with my hand on the B… I would lie with my hand on a stac… of Holy Qurans. I would look you dead-in-the-eye, and tell you a lie.
Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.
The choir of the saints is heartle… They’ve parried happiness a lifeti… seeking only the old earth, the marsh of the meek— where earnest suffering
The moon lulls me as I wade through poppy fields, dragging limp hands behind me, catching each pod long enough before it snaps upright again
Nothing is all I ever wanted, now I’ve got it all! Careful! Lest I become a braggart… From nowhere it’s a hard fall.
When the world wasn’t burning I felt optimistic that one day I could come home
Finally alone, I lie with a volum… I venture again to hear the injunc… normally I savor their sensitivity… but tonight all I can think about
You can get better, or you can get worse, or you can stay the same. But you can’t change. Nope!
Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?
I have this sensation when remembering the poignant noteworthy moments, Lovers, the Dead, crimes—
She lives no where, has no coordinates, she took me to the gallows, tempted me in the garden and my voice boomed.
Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.
There was on my property an old gnarled stump, it was weathered and hardened, It was aesthetically pleasing as d… but I decided to take it to a spec…
Hell came through on battered wings, and thought to ask just one last thing. That If I could,
Forget shoplifting, not pushing your cart back to the cart-corral is the true crime. Amazing,