Cherub II
“Avoid your fate? Sister, you’re soaking in it.
As for memories, though my feeling for them grows
shaggier and sweeter as the present presses
its case onstage, I won’t deny an average day
of donuts, excess leverage, a jar full of fireflies
and things of that nature would suit me fine
in lieu of all but the crème de la crème.”
POETRY
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Counter irritation
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FOUR POEMS
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Cycling in time being
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TWO POEMS
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three poems
FICTION
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invasive species
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fucker
NONFICTION
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carrying
visual art
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FOUR PIECES
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THREE PIECES