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Rabies, or Tissues are a boy's best friend
I was hoping to make you cry with all the images that follow. Not because I’m mean, heartless, one who seems to revel in the sadness of...
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A Little Young
When I noted Elizabeth Taylor was rather pretty, in 44’s National Velvet, you said she’s a little young. Yet she wasn’t a little...
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Skeletons
If trees are lungs in the summer, they are nothing but bones in the winter. Skeletons lack the credit they deserve. A skull just the...
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Why I Will Never Win a Poetry Contest
I have to say I love you in 40 lines or less. Space between the stanzas count as a line. This is now my 10th—11th— fuck I am in...
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Bliss
My window is an extra eye, one that tells my brain it isn’t raining , how gusty the gales might be, that the city has sent its crew to...
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Halos
No one has a halo anymore. The Impressionists and the Realists saw to that. You find them in paintings of old, wrapped around the head...
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Nouvelle Vague, or Someone googled my name and began to wonder
Someone asked me if I was the same Andreas Gripp who starred in the movie, The Dove on the Roof. I replied it wasn’t possible. After...
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Nov 111 min read
Love Poem for a Woman
You are the one whom God should have made in the beginning. A more beautiful name for each animal; winding in a way that only a river...
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Nov 101 min read
The Colour of Jazz
The Trane provides me a view above the asphalt, and the fault that splits both bleached and yellow lines. One-way signs of...
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Nov 71 min read
Mathematics
It’s time I wrote a poem that makes some money. I’m unable to get my groceries with a dozen Facebook likes— one for every egg within...
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Nov 62 min read
November the 6th (from Essex)
The calm of Lake Erie is eerie, looking beyond its settled sheen to Ohio, where the anthem of 4 shot dead emboldened love and...
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Nov 51 min read
Juxtapositions
I pluck the olives from the salad and that makes it less than Greek. You ask me if they’re green or black and I state it makes no...
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Nov 41 min read
The Automaton
I’m asked at once to confirm the fact that I am not a robot but I am. I don’t need to wrestle with a CAPTCHA, say how many fucking...
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Nov 32 min read
Antecedents
The only thing that matters in this story is your gasp— upon the moment of aha. I could spin an anecdote, about the gorilla who escaped...
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Oct 261 min read
The Tightwad
Dollar King is probably not the most idyllic place to pick up flowers, especially when they're fake. She’ll call you cheap, deride...
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Oct 242 min read
The Man in the Purple Boat
The man in the purple boat has yet to unfurl his sails. We see him every morning , dock- side on a chair, at the marina across the...
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Oct 212 min read
Colours
The bandage on my scratch doesn’t meet with your approval. It’s a darker hue of brown, not the Caucasian tint and tone I should have...
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Oct 201 min read
At First Sight
It’s just infatuation, the stirring of pheromones, like a potion of witch’s brew on Hallows Eve, a frog’s eye here, a snake’s tongue...
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Oct 151 min read
Two for the Price of One
ONE This isn’t yet another suicide, refrains of self- demise, but rather the ecstasy of knowing that it ends, the instant life tastes...
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Sep 221 min read
APE
I always pull my punches playing Scrabble— just this after- noon, for instance, with a potential triple-word, my holding back an R that...
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