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Port Deposit 1965

When I was very small I had a friend Whom I called Ducky, which was apropos Because he was. My sister would pretend That he was just a toy; he wasn’t, though. To prove to her that Ducky could, too, … Continue reading

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Fun With Flags

I have devices all my own With which I play when I’m alone. They smell like sadness on vacation Plus that dizzy-sick sensation That you get from crying in An elevator filled with men Who won’t admit they want your … Continue reading

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Life Lesson #11

Leaving a puddle of pudding to melt On a Colorforms playset is bad for the felt

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