We are patterned beings
Staccato drafted in layers
Of complicated carbon past
And cross-stitch seamed
By our choices.

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Bereft conjunct truth
even metaphor can’t save
poor, prostate discourse.

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Home cooking

I don’t take my heart
To a fast food restaurant,
Quickly in and out,
I’d much rather prefer if
We got good at home cooking

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Alice in LA

pain not from concentrate
fresh-squeezed blood, unfiltered sadness
in/out of breath, and veins
winter yet it hardly rains
lost in a field of what ifs again

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He is

a graying, yellow ribbon
tied around my neck;
fraying daffodils in bloom.

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a daisy sprouts out my eye,
and yet another
out my side…
are their other
corpses as vibrant
as mine?

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The sea

I love the sea
As metaphor
For bold beginnings
With uncertain ends
For fortune good or ill
Shipwreck or salvation
In every undertaking

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