Long Studio apartment Poems

I have a friend who is a veteran.                           ...

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“I’m reading your poems, Mama”
She wrote while we were chatting online today
I was thrilled
What could give me more joy
Than to have my 19 year old 
My only child, the light of my life
Read my work?

Then...

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I just finished reading a new book
Which peers deep into human brains,
Methodically examining each sex
To see what is and isn’t the same,
And while men and women are much alike,
I was fascinated by the difference,
And how...

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Froth
           by Odin Roark

Come
Be my operator
Me your camera

Medium shot
Lower Manhattan sidewalk café
He in Armani suit accented with Ferragamo tie
She with Jimmy Choo and Prada outfit
Both...

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To see him - just to see him -the impetus of my desire.
To gaze upon the long gold silken locks
that adorn his pefectly shaped head!

Transfixed, I watch his elegantly slender body
moving  lusciously on his dance...

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Lunarya is a delightful cocktail of creativity, introspection, and sass, served with a twist of humor. A poet at heart, she weaves words as easily as she overthinks conversations from three years ago. She's the...

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When I was born, he was preparing for the Korean War.
We met and became close friends some 20 years ago.

As I recall, they started appearing some two years ago.
They come and go at will, and...

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He grabbed his gun today,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.
From a sixth floor window overlooking Main 
the telescope brings the rebels on the street 
so close and focused.

He spends all day breaking down
the gun and...

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He stole a gun last night,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.

From a sixth floor window overlooking Main 
he thinks, 'how cool!' that the 'scope brings
the people on the street so close and focused.

He spends all...

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He stole a gun today,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.

From a sixth floor window overlooking Main 
he thinks, 'how cool!' that the 'scope brings
the people on the street so close and focused.

He spends all day...

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He stole a gun today,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.

From a sixth floor window overlooking Main 
he thinks, 'how cool!' that the 'scope brings
the people on the street so close and focused.

He spends all day...

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He stole a gun today,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.

From a sixth floor window overlooking Main 
he thinks, 'how cool!' that the 'scope brings
the people on the street so close and focused.

He spends all day...

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It snowed in Baghdad yesterday;
The Whales will have to find 
Somewhere else to go;
The Islands are SOLD OUT.

The traffic in the sky
Is going to get worse;
As the Earth floods again,
The Lost City of New Orleans...

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He took down his gun today,
a telescopic rifle made for hunting.

From high atop the rise the people down below
appear so close and focused through the 'scope.

He spends all day breaking down the gun 
and re-assembling...

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On the summer of 1996, I came out of the bathroom,
frozen and scared, but deep inside I knew that I was the happiest person in this very room.

I walked to my husband and back-hugged him...

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Around the corner 
from where I live alone, 
in an unfurnished studio apartment, 
there’s a shabby restaurant where
I often sit nursing a cup of coffee.

I asked Life one day, “Why me?”
Sitting across from her and
looking...

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Moist sheets tossed aside
soaked pillows
Side by side single mattress 
She was exposed drippings 
Dime sack and tree rings brittle snowcats 
Green sight meet brown peepers 
Plumb late April Boreal Plains humidity
Abittor Unami eau de cologne...

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She was big-boned.  Her spirit
a fine-spun sprouting of prairie brome
threaded through moss and engine block.
Her home was a pine and beatboard camp
for wayward cats.
She would discourse from her tangled porch
where poems grew in small...

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Moist sheets tossed aside
soaked pillows
Side by side
She was wet
Dime sack and tree rings
Green sight meet brown peepers 
Plumb late April Boreal Plains humidity
Abittor Unami eau de cologne
Thin plain pink blanket on the window
Air conditioner recirculating
Salmon...

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She loved her forty-two year old boy, so completely,
He was her obedient little guy, 
His actions never made her sigh or cry.
She was glad to fold his laundry ever so neatly.

The arrangement was not one...

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