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pocket poems

… go ahead, be a pest. crack open your pocket, your heart, your chest. ramble on in perfect rhyme, or hiccup in perfect iambic time. they might wince or squint as you show ’em, but let’s festoon the world with … Continue reading

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butterscotch pockets

(for uncle don)  .. you held them there near your heart, those golden pieces of sun, where our tiny hungry hands could always reach.   .. A second offering for today’s NaPoWriMo.    

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… put some moth balls in the (corner) pockets (pooled), jang -led and ready to un -stinkify all that junk and other dang -ly things. sing a hol(e)y tune and hope the twig buries the tree, snaps just right in two. … Continue reading

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