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Audio, Poems

Parking Meter

If a slot machine is a one-armed bandit,
what does that make you? A cyclopean
troll? I don’t think it will catch on.

Audio, Poems

Bottomlands Dream

The boy fell from the Monahegnee Bridge,
and his parents buried him, and the years
were a cottonmouth swimming in an oxbow
lake, and the boy became an owl as he fell

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