that is not my fifty-five gallon drum
but, thank you very much
for bringing it
to my attention
and, what are those things there
bulging from under, your wife??
your servant or...
You tell me I’m beautiful.
That I’m sweetest, kindest, nicest woman you’ll ever know.
I shudder and look away.
And you think that it’s because I’m shy.
I hate you, and your ugly...
Half the Girl I Used To Be: Part II
The sun’s relentless. Bordering on the path
the grass is yellow, limp, and on the trees
the leaves show autumn prematurely, dry
and tasteless. As I walk along I feel
the sand invade my...
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