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pane cracked views

ghost town tanka of desperation,dim rooms moan obscenities.drafts seep through pane-crackedviews of black miry canals.alert sirens. empty streets. What I’m Reading: “We must learn to become conservationists of memory. Otherwise, this damage we have done to our planet will cost … Continue reading

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no one called

Green Sky Tanka + Ukiah Derecho green sky—White Nationalists in town,No one wants them here,No one called them to BostonTo goose step the Freedom Trail. To the children of the Klan,Stay home with your shieldsAnd tend to your own gardens. … Continue reading

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and now swimming

you’re in my system tanka floaters in my eyesminuscule liquidy sacscavorting beasties shrank yourself and now swimmingin plain sight—in my system What I’m Reading: “The warming of the planet is not waiting for consensus-building.” — Jeff Goddell / The Water … Continue reading

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grit your teeth

Wings of State Tanka The wings are shearingThe fuselage vibrates hotHead down between kneesThere are no parachutes hereGrit your teeth close your eyes—NOW. What I’m Reading: “All of us moderns … can get away with a lot of waste when … Continue reading

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now you don’t

Identity Reconstruction Tanka Now you see me, nowyou don’t. I’m lost to myself.Even I can’t seeme. These are the places Ilived. This is the art I made. What I’m Reading: “Artists manifested themselves in art, not the world, so humans … Continue reading

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lower the lifeboats

Interlude III (Dark Water Tanka) Lower the lifeboats—We tread nose-deep in the plague—Lifelines beyond us.We roil dark water and sink.The mermaids sing for no one. “I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will … Continue reading

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shot by booster

Booster Shot Tanka Man shot by booster—Fever dreams / sleep of reason—Cavorting beastiesCourse through a body derailed:A self-styled auto-da-fé. “Anything a writer says about their work is outside the work, a stranger to it. It’s a different language. It’s almost … Continue reading

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