October
on a back porch in a magic valley
a moment with chocolates and a single barrel
Véra
Life can be so Nabokov
to a Drawer
Tears of amber frozen safe our heart’s a treasury
meaninglessness
tikis and nazis, hoodies, burkas, Bannon’s canons, on both sides?
catnap
Yawning for what? I forget
Toothache
Busted party in my mouth the neighbors called it in
an old clunker
Laugh at an old joke
leave it to cleaver
posterizing our despair
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our window
so we trod on graves
where they fall across our path