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Where You Find It (Gifts, Writer’s Island prompt)
True stories are always the best! WHERE YOU FIND IT (SoCal Christmas) That winter we were broke Broken into bite-size pieces by our Topanga Canyon appetites Doobies opium hash wonka windowpane drink...
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TEACUP (Writer’s Island, Titles)
TEACUP Sad Lisa was a hard-headed woman She was miles from nowhere on the road to find out where the father and son had gone Had they boarded longer boats Sailed into the night fog, into white She...
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WITH ABANDON (for my GAFB pals)
Dedicated to the GAFB/HiPockets/Poppy Star reunion 2010, with love to all, Amers WITH ABANDON Abandon hangups all ye who enter here Abandon your present your what-happened-since-then Embrace the...
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Curious Georgette (Sun. Scribblings)
Our word at Sunday Scribblings this week was CURIOUS. CURIOUS GEORGETTE She trudged through our high school halls, lost Aimless, claiming no one as her love, let alone as her friend. Defenselessness,...
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READY, SET, BLOW
This one was inspired, in a way, by the Kafka Metamorphosis, but… well… GAFBers, this one’s for you! READY, SET, BLOW I started off so fat carefully dressed in white that clung to my body like...
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Safe Havens (WWP)
While I am editing several poems on the public protest over workers’ rights here in Madison, I need to take a break and answer a call to a prompt. Too much politics leads to personal unrest, and...
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The Last Time I Danced (dverse)
The Last Time I Danced Grocery store run Jeans with a big raggy hole where my knee protrudes Tan sneaks with pink shoelaces (no big panama with a purple hat band… but then, that’s a long time ago)...
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“You’re…” EEEEEK! uh…
“You’re…” EEEEEK! uh… Mammograms are the only day when it doesn’t suck to be moi I take ‘em out, I flop ‘em on the glass, and they squish like foi gras Then came two voice mails on the same choice day...
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Venice Then and Now (1979, 2012)
Poem never made it to my blog until now – yet it was my first proper freestyle rant (on gentrification of L.A.), written while I was hanging with Riley, Marcia and Jesse on a trip to SoCal. Reason I’m...
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