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Haibun Poem 4

The Morning After

Haibun Poem   Her cup of Columbian Supremo cools atop of a crumpled copy of the Journal News, spread over the kitchen table like leaves across the lawn. She stands by the kitchen sink,...

Ajax the Lesser 0

Ajax The Lesser

Here is where confidence leads to doom Bigger the ego the harder the rocks break on your bones WWE before I knew it was fake Would say that’s gonna leave a mark But on...

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The Street Is Sowed With Cans

The street is sowed with cans; she does not recoil from the bounty — she is an American. Her quivering talons pick the knot with a master’s patience, nimble thumbs pry and part the...

Waves 1

Waves

Maya Angelou said that being American means being white and everyone else has to hyphenate But what about those who hyphenate their lives in order to come together as a single unit Without titles...