Articles by John Dorroh
Poem
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No Secrets on Islands
() poem unrhymed
"...It's more than a crap shoot..."
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Missed Opportunities
() poem unrhymed
"...The miracle was not in the fact that she always knew that there was a man living in her house..."
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Dirty Martini
() poem unrhymed
"...The dark gray cloud bank rolled over the hill from St. Louis..."
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Moving to Asheville
() poem unrhymed
"...whatever you need to make your journey..."
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The Martini
() poem unrhymed
"...hidden treasures that I found..."
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Bike Ride
() poem unrhymed
"...what lies in the murky water 40 feet below the bridge..."
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Radio, Trains, and Bourbon
() poem unrhymed
"...to bars where locals didn't look up when he came in..."
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My Tiny Dancer Isn't Using Her Belly Today
() poem unrhymed
"...It is the best Friday night we've had in too many months..."
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Deli Diesel & Beer
() poem unrhymed
"...the day-old doughnuts with greasy chocolate and coagulated pink sprinkles don't call my name..."
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Ashland Blues
() poem unrhymed
"...your trip, your last vacation ever..."
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Morning Class with Sanford
() poem unrhymed
"Reading poems out loud to my dog..."
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My Sister Never Rests
() poem unrhymed
"My sister’s a chair..."
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Flight Risks
() poem unrhymed
"...of birds of every feather that flock together..."