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The Old Skyline

Spoken Word I was caught out red-handed The backs of my hands Stained with the drops of logic Since following the worst my city Had to offer All of sudden, the horizon and skyscrapers...

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An Autumnal Trinity: 3 Haibun

Haibun First Staff Day ’13-’14 A hot and humid auditorium. Teachers from every school seated, talking. Some near an open window, some fanning themselves. Most sweating. Like me. The newest school’s principal, a woman...

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Talk 26 – Dog Day

Short Story Tolerance my friends, tolerance. People come to me to tell their sins away and to listen to mine, which are greater and more disgusting, so they feel better about themselves. But if...

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Our Post-Mortem

Haibun Poetry   I sit on your beige sofa across from you in your living room. Mike — your husband, my fraternity brother— prepares the VHS tape. Of your wedding. There is a moment...