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I have always been fascinated by the process through which a poem is formed. Every time I have written a poem that I particularly…
When they ask me what I do for a living,
I (want to) tell them, I wait.
New Sugar, old cake
There is something about half-cooked food, and half-boiled eggs
like the sand-paper sound-waves from the throat of adolescent boys.
There’s still hope.