Long Reattached Poems

Laura Norder took her gun and strapped it to her thigh
The skirt she wore was so damned short she had to strap it high
And stood there on the corner where the street lamps dare not...

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Day quickly fades into a fearful silent night
Frightful because within the darkness evil comes to life
Abomination that became legend as legend became myth
The Aswang
The wicked epitome of sin
Beautiful by day but a shapeshifting demon in...

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By the light of the pinkest prettiest orange moon Faerie folk had ever seen,
There was a haze such as the elves could have invented, but maybe not.
It was the magical bewitching hour, and the meadow...

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the farmer knows the earth,
her cycles of preparation and harvesting,
the moon's tide and
Joseph's dream: the years of plenty
and the years of famine;
we live in the time of destruction:
Kali Yuga

growth is change and space must be...

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Don’t involve me in your suicide!
Did you see me coming,
On that lonely alpine bend?

Nowhere to turn,
Cliff wall to the right,
River to the left.

I hit the brakes,
But you kept coming.
Just stay in your lane!

The A.M. shift...

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Slodes new poem

Low slode-hand
I cant explain the fierce pain
Detached reattached  no change to spare
Wild and free and then god help me
Challenges inept
failures future reaps wisdoms fury
Torpedo submarine full secret in deep

Save me from myself
Some...

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The whistle blows, the chugging starts -
A steam train ride in France -
For those who like to try things 
From the past, this is your chance.

Since when it’s time to turn around,
The leading car’s unlatched
And...

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I havent written about him since the day i said goodbye. 
When i reattached his shadow so he could fly across the sky. 
I hadn't spoken a word to anyone I knew . 
Afraid of...

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Why has she fed me with lies?
Why does she not truly reply,
to my voice, which we once both shared?
Has it been wiped off, the face of the earth
Or has she wondered off
with another kind.
Why is...

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Christmas, me in my red wagon
Slogging in tears, later you forget
Am I a full person?

Blown black pepper stings your eyes
You strike me, the ambivalence aches
Covered mouth laugh-sharing from now on

Reattached you escape childish dreams
I offer...

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