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Side of the Road

  I have daughters all you goddam rakes I have daughters and they speak to me I have daughters don’t you fuckin dare to get close or get familiar or feel free. Men with a dongle men appreciating nothing but … Continue reading

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Like Or Not

(for my father) I say ‘he’ when talking about both him and me. The one born to bear and the one known to know and a third similar to the sum of ‘we’. Can he describe the conflict he had … Continue reading

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Flight

  Stairs in my fathers’ days went down to cellars not basements and up to attics not lofts. Stairs in this old house were fashioned for children’s feet steep with small treads. If stairs could talk would they say any … Continue reading

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Lovely Moment

  It was a lovely evening just for a moment I was walking through the kitchen and heard the children whispering for that small slip of moment the night was sweltering I could smell the Cambodian food downstairs coming up … Continue reading

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Here I Stand

Deposited in my father’s ground new frank notions like gold coins not shown not spent not counted like gathering all that is needed before spending a day on a job or subjecting an idea to the scrutiny of thinking about … Continue reading

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Dad Late in Both Our Lives

Born where water is low collected in ditches spanning the social order of the valley an acre at a time old men pick produce and get older. Damned by curiosity children baseborn and never creamed with a silver spoon went … Continue reading

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Pure and Crumbling Gist

Who were they? Could be gist about anyone. The younger man had a delicate conversation with a man from a foreign time and from a place close by but inaccessible, who was his father. Words and efforts to make certain … Continue reading

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