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My intention is to be open, willing, and ready to any opportunity that might reveal itself as fruitful - to be in the right place at the right time, and, with the help of the universe, have all the pieces within my frame align with balance, order, and meaning.

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Flora choked on her coffee and set the cup back down. “You mean these files we’re going over are about people who haven’t had an accident…yet?”

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The identity in of the author is quite certain and solid, grounded in local pleasures, tastes, weather and emotions. The questions that these poems ask are valuative, a weighing of what matters.

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Wanton winds,
take my broken songs 
to the riverside
and let them drown.
I need room
for new songs of hope.

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The 5 was much easier to write
The ampersand, less so
With nothing to wave your hand over
As if virtual nature quite interior
Overlaps

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The neighborhood monkeys,
doused in kerosene,
Revolved around the tiny globules
Of loss and savagery

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Closest thing
you’ll ever get
to luck’s
a ping pong ball

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as her wrists ache,
shoulders protest
and eyes accede
more and more to memory –

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I set candles for points and poured out a pentagram. There was usually a sacrifice. I had some leftover Popeye’s chicken, so I set the box in the center. In movies, the teenagers who inadvertently summon demons are usually drunk. I hadn’t taken my meds yet. That was the best I could do.

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Thomas glared at his wife as she wiped the ketchup from TR’s face. She had been something to look at when Thomas was finishing his MBA, but she had let herself become frumpy and soft since the kids were born. She wore jeans and an oversized sweatshirt while Thomas’ appearance remained immaculate.

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We didn’t know
about the stifling
box cars, the bullhooks.
We just kept
waving our light-up
​plastic toys

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A vacant lot was packed with trucks. A sign nearby said: Slow down: Excessive speed could lead to the use of excessive force.

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of borrowed streets of silent
daughters voyaging toward
homes filled with dust and
detritus and grime lacking
​wind eyes to air their there.

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