Tonsillitis
Like a man’s remains in the belly of a whale, the throat cultures its own pain. A cruelty—a secret […]
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Why Do They Call Bill Clinton the First Black President?
Perhaps its Baptist Donkey rides Mom trailer trips to McDonalds Arkansas tire swings Ya’ll come back now and smothered biscuits
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To the Former Self in Art Class
You didn’t know the boy sitting next to you in Watercolor 101 was going to shutter himself in the car,
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Home Visit: Danny
Now, I remember nothing of Danny but the smudge of freckles that hovered above his upper lip, that constellation an
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Bottomlands Widow
Fire blight has infected her apple trees again. The milky ooze drips as stigmata from the infected blossoms. In her
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Dream/Time
In the dream, I’m showing someone the grave where my father is buried. There, under the willow tree. I turn