L.A. River
I like how the mallard ducklings
goofy and weak
waddle up the cement incline
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From the Big Book of Games for Girls
Place your head in the split of doll’s house, so you can look out a window like a doll. Tell
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Red Sugar Blue Smoke
My power animal is prehistoric, so far undiscovered. I wait for its bones to be found. I’m not hopeful; it
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To the Frustrated Mother in Starbucks with Her Three-Year-Old Son
Don’t worry, this will end. One day, he will stop hitting you when he’s mad, his hands swatting at
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For Yumi Sakugawa
inkings and instincts: i touch you, yumi, through screens, through wall posts and blog pages: in such modern times, i
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A Few More Notes on My Fall from the Middle Class
At The Rumpus reading the other night Stephen Elliot asked, Does anyone have any questions about sex work or are