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AFTERWORD A Found Poem in Memory of Anthony Bourdain I will always carry my heart around, my entanglementsa big room free of country, and most certainties.My dreams travel in strange beauty, telling me what to do —if I can relax or drink in fully, or if I have been comforted.Beyond normal human itinerary, I don’t…
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HONEY OUT OF THE ROCK I need to live like that crooked tree — / solitary, bittersweet, and utterly free — / that knelt down in the hardest winds // but could not be blasted away. / It kept its eye on the far horizon / and brought honey out of the rock. – Green…
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“We have no idea what we don’t know, or what we’ll eventually learn, or what might be true despite our perpetual inability to comprehend what that truth is.” -But What If We’re Wrong?: Thinking About the Present as If It Were the Past by Chuck Klosterman That statement might seem gloomy to some, but I…
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Three years ago last night, or sometime before that night, someone, in the company of an adorable, tiny, filthy, ear-mite-ridden, wounded-lip kitten, left that kitten – the veterinarian would later presume − in front of a neighborhood. The kitten spent at least Halloween night on his own in a world full of cars and kids…
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After an extra slippery shower soap went on a sudden journey knocking over a liter of shampoo onto my foot, for the past two weeks I’ve had a very sore toe. I can move it, so I don’t think it’s broken, but it’s whatever is closest to that, because it hurts. I’ve tried to stay…