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Un(in)formed Poem  

.. I want no feet. No beat. No stanza’d streets to stomp or romp in name of rhythm, rhyme or silly-abic time. Iamb what iamb. Un -versed, unrehearsed, un -refrained. I’m trynna start a re -volta. Wanna come? Oh, hai … Continue reading

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Paper Tigers

… This poem has no re -morse code, no regrets. It does not wish it wasn’t, or want to be something else, even as it trips over its own un -iambic feet. It’s complete in its im -perfections, its imp … Continue reading

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