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30 Poems in 30 Days: Day Two

On the Couch   Where we never are, there are clothes in neat piles and sometimes a cat.   It’s comfy, and long enough for two, yet where do we end up, but   curled in bed, like cats, eating nuts and watching endless murder.   On Saturday afternoons you watch  Bloody Korean films and I…

30 Poems in 30 Days: Day One

From Start to Finish  It started with a note, you said you’d be my friend Even if the other girls thought you were a bitch and wouldn’t associate with you. It was Jr. High, eighth grade, and I was high on a last year’s friendship With the first girl who ever found me cool. I said yes;…

Fuck Art, Let’s Write

I have been having a hard time keeping up with this blog for many reasons, most of which I blame conveniently on “transition.” There have been a few, but honestly, there will be more, and then others, all of which, if used as a convenient scapegoat, will derail my writing permanently. The real culprit is…