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Alchemist’s Coffee
“That’s $10.50. Would you like to sign up for an Alchemist’s reward card today?” Miles asked as he stared vacantly at the woman across the counter. She shook her head no. They always said no. He swiped her platinum card and moved to the espresso machine and listened to the grind of the coffee beans…
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Trapped In Line
She had no voice of her own to lick the woundsof her offspring—sprung off and over the cliff.One by one, like lemmings, they follow in line behind a leader who found their place behindsomeone else who learned as much as anyonehow to play a game from those who came before. And someone else before that,…
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Poet’s Prayer
Father, Son, Holy Spirit Not kneeling in a church pewreciting catechism rote, a lastminute plea, genie lamp wishupon a star desire nor beggingfor winning lottery numbers,just here this day to say thankyou for continuing to bless mein spite of my transgressions. I confess I attended service buttwice this past year, probablylike most Catholics, Easter andChristmas,…
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smoke
You smell like smokeIt was cruel and trueA club in her handI was wrecked, disjointed It was cruel and trueThere was aftermathI was wrecked, disjointedI’m sure I do There was aftermathI decided to stayI’m sure I doTo stand in the burning I decided to stayA club in her handTo stand in the burningI smell like…
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the grey in my hair
whenI was eighteenI lit a firein a flower potbeing used as anashtray the flames consumedthe debris we fed ituntil the policestopped the feast stopped me dead in my trackstold me hold it right there I didn’t carebut the gray in my hairnow does the gray in my hairwatches me not find a jobpleads with the…
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in my mother’s drawer
In My Mother’s DrawerI found aerial photosThat mapped meOut From afar.From above.Un-Touching. Translated from Hebrew by Natalie Feinstein
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Apple of Sodom
She had the typical Eastern European glower: a look of someone, as my wife often says, who ate something, which despised her in return. Or perhaps she didn’t, but the windmill of guilt churned inside her belly and spat up the same physiognomy I’ve seen elsewhere around Silesia—someone solving a differential equation, waiting in traffic,…
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leave all valuables
Upon arrival all lips were collected. You Cannot Enter This Country With Your Lips They say. A woman asks why? They take her child and put it in a cell with other children faceless nameless lipless kids why? why? They take her warm lips Do Not Ask Why. In a line the Bodies move to…
