Tag Archives: CRITICAL Poetry

After the War

After the war the weather couldn’t have been nicer there wasn’t a hint of rain nor a cloud in the sky still there was a hurricane on my horizon. For I had surrendered but, after the war I could not … More

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A Warm Body and a Paycheck

When did we give up? We were looking for our soul mates for the loves of our lives the piece of the puzzle that would make us complete When did we give up? I was always looking for a woman … More

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Two Steps Back

everything is nothing and everything is everything and suddenly names are not what they were and maybe we should stop talking and maybe we should listen for a change and maybe we’re not clean enough to stand on pedestals and … More

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Alienation Songs

Send me your love as rousing anthems of alienation you beautiful freaks of nature sailing in a glass-bottom boat on the deep and restless sea of fluid sexuality and gender You are who you want to be or at least … More

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If This All Should End Tomorrow

The red of your hair and the green of your eyes pull me into you like a magnet, like a planet and I cannot resist your damaged delicious gravity If this all should end tomorrow then let me be inside … More

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Naming Ayana

We named our girl Ayana well, her mother did, really I just nodded and said, “Yes dear, Ayana’s a perfectly lovely name.” but we named her Ayana because we struggled long and hard to find the perfect name that no … More

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Minimalism

This is what I know It’s not okay to touch me It’s not okay to touch It’s not okay It’s not okay to admit It’s not okay to admit the truth This is what I know There is a darkness … More

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Arches of the Severed Hands

We have built great castles and stunning monuments to the human spirit from the severed hands you have brought to us in baskets. Who will be the keeper of the hands? To smoke them dry and keep them safe to … More

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Shirtless McGhee

Shirtless McGhee must have been awfully proud of his chest because he liked to show it off all the time He never put on a shirt Never He walked around all over town whether it was sunny and hot or … More

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This is Who We Are

We have dank and musty mines rich with veins of deceit hidden in our secrets pointing our crooked fingers and shouting the same vile names at others we bestow upon ourselves in the lonely hours of the night We may … More

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