A Night of Our Older Age
tonight needs no introduction now our friendship is as fixed as sea meeting land
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Men Who Cannot Cry
She confessed to him that she had been sleeping with another man. She said she didn’t
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The Marsh That King Tobacco Made
Detritus, natural and manufactured, congests the marsh near my farm in Tidewater Virginia: beer bottles, birthday
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November Air
Everything is swimming a little. The fluorescent lights and ceiling tiles blur as brightly as
Sad Eyed
Gilded but disinherited loner With impious smile is crossing streets; Skeletons’ jumping in dirty puddles Frail
