Month: July 2013

Chew You

  I’ve always loved left overs Cold, by the kitchen sink With dirty fingers and appalled mothers   These, though, I will eat alone Sitting up In bed   It was a good, unapologetic lay The day we tried To play for good   But, it was really only a day   One good day […]

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Fiesta de oficina

  El discurso y su contradiscurso La fila corta para el plato fácil de servir La mesa del bar ojeada no visitada El jefe siempre en el periferio Las secretarias ignoradas   No sabía que un día encontraste A tu esposo muerto en el baño Me lo dijeron hoy antes que me contaras Que tus […]

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There Will Be Time

  Twenty-six is not that young: it is old enough to list a few college degrees, linear work experience and a promising marriage.   By now, I should not fear bad poem topics, closing new documents unsaved or rewriting this phrase: Carve out its clay center; cook the silhouette uncracked.   I am on time […]

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