from the poem cycle Anatomy
The wrist, the right one,
is a wrench.
The wrist, not the left, is rust.
The Wrist
October 1, 2012
Issue 04, Issue 04 Poetry, Poetry
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Hunger
October 1, 2012
Issue 04, Issue 04 Poetry, Poetry
And God gave the man little wingless birds,
small as a shock,
to eat while He was away.
