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LOC: Minneapolis, MN
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Poetry / Jet Lag
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+-+-+ I sat at a bench with my friends in a square of concrete eating hot dogs in the spring-time from Dairy Queen  +-+-+  I spoke of some movie while they leaned back their shoulders and said in a whisper to both of my ears +-+-+ -Everything is real-                                       &n...
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Poetry / Jet Lag
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2 Reviews   3 Comments
+-+-+ I sat at a bench in a square of concrete eating hot dogs in the spring-time from Dairy Queen  +-+-+  I spoke of some movie while they whispered in my ears: +-+-+ -Everything is real-                                                  ...
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 and I'm back in the after midnight hour casting stones and lots counting bricks of my former high school mortar and pestle wound crescent moon tattoo affecting tides of Serotonin-A rush me away the crest of a wave formed of little pink pills hanging ten in that past that's invading my present a bad collage tucked away in a book with no title just the emblem of her sacred mood swings low sweet Iscariot a bucking horse a fucking corpse in bed she's nothing but a whore, he said how so? She...
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if I could only crawl into my brain and claw mnemonic phrases pain inducing trance colliding trains on tracks to waves that lead in all diversions (ways, and wey, and curd, and Kurds, Colonel Sanders' burning flag; Olympic torches, porous porch meanderings, rings of fire, Cash.) | down memory lane | the rickety wood that splinters, splashes you unto my breakfast plate       Eggs (green) and Bacon (Canadian) lead to you on esoteric paths, (the high, the low road) both know lows ...
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Version 2
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All pages and glue bound in a shell little woven squares rough texture, gold embossment I don't know how I feel when words emerge like a turtle's head from its protective prison speaking its prowess paints my walls bright blue flights of fancy pinks and reds the hue of neighbors' blushing brides of monsters maids of men from shades of roughly grey ordain ordain the visions here within proclaims the visage immortal
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Flash Fiction / In Andrew's Shoes
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The meter seems out of rhythm in a couple of places. The content is very general and boring. We have nothing to identify with and don't know what these violent scenes are about. The imagery is not very detailed, just general violent scenes. It keeps repeating the same thing and ends with no resolution.
Wow, this is great. I have been reviewing crap all day so it is nice to read something good. Content: Cheesy love poem. However, it is done very well. The opening bit about the moon. I get this as the moon reflecting light of her own time zone, pretty clever. Getting drunk to mimic the intoxication she brings you, that's ok I guess but a bit cliche. It is all formed very nicely so any cliche element is easily forgiven. From here it gets pretty mushy and sexual and gets off track a bit from th...
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Haiku/Senryu / Water Realm
I don't know... Yeah it is very nice sounding, but haikus are designed to sound nice. But it is nice. I don't think it really speaks of any profundity or could swell any emotion in me. What secrets could a wave have? I mean I get it and aoll, it just seems middling. I would be interested in seeing what else you right in any case.