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Michael Simms: You Taught Me

you pointed
At the bubbles rising in the pitcher
Of beer to explain consciousness
Which was blurred by that time
Of evening

August 11, 2022 · 10 Comments

Philip F. Clark: Lacrimosa

Where I grew up, wakes were a sparring ground— furor was the only defense to grief. Someone had to fight the rant of all those flowers.   That is how … Continue reading

June 7, 2018 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Eulogy

When I was nineteen and the drummer in the show band that backed you, you took me to your bed. I had been speechless in your presence: your honey whiskey … Continue reading

September 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

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