Poetry
Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature — from lyric verse to experimental forms, haiku to epic.
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Page 107
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"...the girl begged me to save her from her thunder thigh lathered doom..."
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"...Trees blossom with colorful leaves of Fall..."
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"...He was no panAfricanist. Not at all..."
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"...I would sit and try to write a poem nearly every day..."
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"...I was not prepared for you to go..."
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"...never have I been so perplexed..."
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"...like a clueless john wayne..."
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"...loss of things you used to have..."
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"...Above the vault of heaven there are also a great many giant cities of joy..."
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"I ate a crab today..."
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"...I harvest her memory every night in dreams..."
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"...these are concerns that you do not take to a desert island..."
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"...Lies have no layers..."
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"...To you I'm a gamble/gambler who warms the dice..."
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"...She was two and a half inches taller than I..."
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"...I am raw and crude at the core..."
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"...where the poor struggle to survive as the rich explore life..."
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"...in the various safe and certain places free of sadness..."
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"...These destructive pests have no shame..."
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"...our eyes saw clearly their chips and cracks..."
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"...Worshiped & scorned..."
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"No one paints loneliness like he does..."
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"...The music of the giant is the honey of soul..."
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Listen...
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"...that I might simply need..."
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"...As the flames of the land 'revolution' were doused..."
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"...your pre-conceived notions: For which you can never be wrong?..."
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"...the storm of love suggests and hides its cheek..."
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"...The earth of the mountains and the concrete of the urban jungles are full of truth..."
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"...I will die from missing you..."