Category Archives: Oak Street

POEM: migration

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POEM: The Buddha In The Living Room

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POEM: Missing

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POEM: for E.B.

for E.B. couch, cats collecting words putting them in the best order Rejection: doctor’s office, or nail polish big sunglasses, sometimes filtered, sometimes knot Rejection: grading papers, or steaming cups of __________ leftist gnomes Georgia countryside Rejection: this rebellious body, … Continue reading

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POEM: last night’s dishes

last night’s dishes little bits of garlic on a dinner plate from the naan that came warm and pliable out of the toaster oven atop the fridge (eaten following the oldest question) in this bowl, crusted remnants of refried beans … Continue reading

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POEM: pages

pages I opened the file it contained two pages of quotes from journalists gushing about you but not one from me I have been neatly edited out of your biography struck from the record of your accomplishments left behind by … Continue reading

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