Category Archives: poetry

On The Curious Lack of Hyphenation for English Americans (#poem)

America is a land of hyphenated identity— A melting pot, as it were, of cultural identity. African-Americans and Asian-Americans, of course, And gay-, Muslim- and Native-Americans are a force. But Americans are also Irish, Welsh, and Scottish. We have Germans … Continue reading

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Frequent Death and Daily Disquiet (#poem)

So many people died that year that I developed A permanent anxiety about companion mortality. Guns, cancer, fire, and water all took people from me. After an absence of a few months, a friend once Called just to say, “You … Continue reading

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Petty Fascism in the Clerical Underclass (#poem)

You sit behind your desk with all the power in the world That can be contained by these four walls. You can humanize the experience for whirled Emotions or you can pretend to be master of laws You take the … Continue reading

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Podiatry’s Failure to Uplift Soles (#poem)

“Feet don’t fail me now” Is a mildly amusing witticism Until your actual feet begin To fail in the most literal way. Maybe it’s nerve damage, An old injury flaring up, Or the onset of degenerative Disease. One thing is … Continue reading

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Green as the Sun (#poem)

In my first attempt at this poem, I said His eyes rose like a green sun, But I don’t know what I was trying to convey. Of course the sun isn’t green, and can’t be. I guess I only meant … Continue reading

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A Pattern of Substance Misuse in Rural Texas (#poem)

You were always object lesson, Never role model, and I only knew I should never be like you. Your death was early and tragic, As expected, your last conscious Moments spent reaching for the door Of a home engulfed in … Continue reading

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A Belabored Gardening Metaphor (#poem)

Fertility varies from place to place. In my hometown, cilantro would take over The yard if you weren’t careful. Some People don’t like the smell, but I loved The fragrant flood of mulch and pollen Whenever I mowed. (It was … Continue reading

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