Teaspoonful Poems - Poems about Teaspoonful

...Every word is a choice The notebook page is hungry She needs verbs Her blank page excites me Verbs are my favorites too I give her a teaspoonful of jumping, dancing, and twirling She gulps th......

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...He starts with the natural order of things, thinks wash bedsheets, been pushing chores aside - that's just natural. Done with saccharine, from now on teaspoonful of honey at least until ......

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...I love having— hating the feeling of wanting. Wanting cuts my guts as consequentially as diarrhea. I steal casually, like second breaths after waking, or proper newborns latched onto Mama’s ni......

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...I used to imagine that the body was a sort of fleshy gospel, bound together by mind and ligaments. Years of smutch, and oily reduction, daily, a thin scum to be skimmed - a process of dross elim......

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...Spirit and flesh have been boiling together. Years of smutch, and oily reduction, and each day a thin scum to be skimmed. A job for a Chef de Cuisine, a kitchen phantom who though never se......

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...Are British Politicians a Little Potty? At the end of Faust Part Two Goethe wrote something most true. The eternal lies in things of time, the stone you throw, the mount you climb. ......

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...PASTA: A FORK OF HEAVEN In a pot of bubbling boiling water, I drop hard nine inches long bundle of farfelles.. Minutes passed,between my fingertips, I pressed one strand, ......

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