Summer Gender Poems

5.0 grade-point on a 4.0 scale
    Climbed Mt. Everest, the 'icy trail'
  His summer job was 'Director of Sales'
  ...

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The wild carrot is a deceptive weed  
like certain men whose masculinity 
is without suspect and causing envy 
in others less sure of their...

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To know and not know.

Red moss, crimson blood of a slaughtered calf
I knew seen it before but could not recall
where and when.
Like seeing a landscape...

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'TWAS  4PM yesterday, my daughter called and shouted.
"Did you feel the earthquake, Mom?"
Oddly, I did not, though we live near each other.
Last night there...

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On Christmas Day the meal sings,
The music lies wide open to call,
Sparks fly out from the fire place,
And Santa is here, present for all.

Too much...

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You never come when I need you
You never come when I am thinking about you
Your never come when the sun is hot
You never come when...

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What a lovely, lovely boy he was,
And such pretty manners-oh!
And a charming boy he was because-
He knew what to say, where to go.

Such a fine...

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I hate transsexuals, the old woman said. (A childhood friend)
Me too, her cousin agreed, not a childhood friend.
You hate them too, right? The uninvited one...

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I Netted Mosquito Magic ™

(near microscopic totally tubular proboscis 
gave one local bummer, a bloody respite this 
summer, hence....aye goot good wry min 
reason tubby...

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Earth offers outdoor organic classes
in Cooperative Health Proposal Design
and Revolutionary WinWin Research Writing
for restoring WinLeft/WinRight nutritional justice
and co-empowering bilateral peace.

Earth rises and sets permaculture designers
for...

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Lauren Hill slow songs thrill,

they pop like a fast moving pill,

I am flopped on top of a junk food bill,

and running with a skunk who...

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I don't know why I am here but I am here
I don't know what to do but I  do
I don't know what to sing...

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I was born 6 lbs. 9 oz. with blond hair and blue eyes. 
I was also born gay
I am anorexic. 
And you would think people...

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Old Jane Gallagher, 
she was fine, 
in that sun shining on an every-day-girl sort of way.
Giggling 
as her checkers clacked and she stacked up her...

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Should it be amusing like Kevin Hart,
Or sad like rainy days in the summer?
Should it be short like my name poem,
Or should it be long...

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