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Unwanted Responsibility

As leaves begin to drift around my house
to places they have not yet been, I won-
der what the neighbors think about the fall.
I don’t exactly plan to rake them up.

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Untitled

The sunlight 
shines through 
the clouds
as rain falls 
into the gray eyes
of a mother doing 
laundry
while her children
play house.

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Notary Unnoticed

I see
reflection

But is it 
me
seeing
again
as if
the first time
we hadn't
made love

Or perhaps
we
were
in love
and not
out of 
it

Pushing
it

between us

like
strangers

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Perpetual Perishing

Whenever I sit
in the rain
and see
streetlights 
light the
pavement and
puddles,

the snow piles
from last week
creep to
the drains,
as if to wait
for next year
in hibernation,

I think about 
what's guarenteed
tomorrow,

and I laugh
at history's repetition
'First tragedy,
then farce.'

And I feel the 
unrelenting sun
from the summer
relent 
as I exhale.

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White flakes float from 
the white sky

and dogs are rough
housing with the kids.

I remember when Dad
confronted the neighbors

after their son had
bloodied my iced nose.

He was white with anger
and I was cold.

As I walk down the 
street to the store

the neighborhood kids 
are at it again,

living in the snow, 
building snow houses.

I remember how the cold
didn't affect my young bones,

but now I'm old, and I
am making dinner tonight.

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Winter Poem

The winter leaves stick to the ground,
Frozen in obscurity, beneath the ice.
As birds begin to sing their songs
I take a sip of coffee.

Covering the solid earth, ice,
As new as the lasting snowstorm
Of every winter, appears fresh
As grass blades and thorns in summer.

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On My Father's Life

Woke up and read 
“On My Father’s Life”
by Raymond Carver.
Thought about Kentucky
and Dad with his shirt off,
sweating in a chilly morning
of March, digging
for a fence post.
The poor bastard,
to share a name
and lose a photograph.

It's seems like I've
lost something too.
My father isn’t dead 
to space, but it’s been years.
And to share a name,
after all this time.
It's all he has share.

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Time and Being

a black line
stretches
thin over 
yellow paper

It's musty
and it's summer.