Tagged: contest
two days before we
two days before we
transplant our seedlings, april frost,
a staring contest
.
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everything i can
everything i can
make, my mom makes better – it’s
never a contest
.
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in the debate
in the debate
about walls, PhDs, and
getting in line,
we become
husks of ourselves,
pitted against
one another,
flammable
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: husks
as soon as the doors slide
as soon as the doors slide
open on the Manhattan-
bound L-train, we pick our
seated target, step
into the car,
making a beeline
to settle in front of our
fellow commuter
who looks most like
a Lorimer
or a Bedford –
if we get lucky,
it’s a smooth,
seated ride the rest
of the way, even if
we get a little stuck
in the tunnel
.
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