Category Archives: Thought-Traffic

May you park in health

This five-day pass is done. He gives me free exit, “card as souvenir”. RK ~ 5/16/17 Advertisements

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If I could not hold you

If I could not hold you, I would hold the memory of then, those moments when the thought – the very thot – of not holding you was unthinkable, the not holding not even a thot Hold the memory of … Continue reading

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Dear Doctor Wu

Did she know when she carried you, was she like Mary knowing one day you’d be King of the World, already signed, sealed and delivered from the beginning from the very beginning – impatient to arrive, to wear your Fez, … Continue reading

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Old Yeller

Wit’s End … is usually a gift. Continue reading

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Sunday To Do

Work references: Out of time and date; surreal. Now remember-thens

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Shuffle, Interrupted: An Unfinished Anthology

Godwhacker Looped: Or how I woke up very, very quiet Repeat Song is what The Doctor ordered. (Just don’t do it at bedtime.) – How I Learned We Love Dylan These words may be just a front But the front … Continue reading

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and still

“and still, despite my / brilliance, I can betray the / pen, comparing yours.” Leslie Holt dreamt she was a Contemporary Poetess. Sting’s still singing for me. Continue reading

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