Category: Poetry
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LABOR DAY, 38
In which everything & nothing is the same
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LABOR DAY, 35
“Everything’s cool, I’m great, it’s fine” — Father John Misty, “Just Dumb Enough to Try”
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when all the news is bad
in which I am seriously trying to be optimistic
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Birds of Apolonia, Tales from Araceli
in which my nieces amaze me like usual
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An Impossible Gift
A poem for my mother on Mother’s Day.
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Connections
My nephew’s heart.
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Kateri
In which Hot Priest unfortunately does not tell me to kneel
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death & spritzers
Or, Saturday brunch
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POEM
“(but I hate all that crap)” – Frank O’Hara
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it will be hard to let go
a poem by Lucille Clifton
ARH 