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WINTER CURSES
May the heated walls be relentless, pry
on your cold lies until
they shut their ears,
their patience tried.
May Love on your door knock,
disguised as a mocking beggar, dirt
on her snowflaked dress.
May you look down a fishing hole &
see a fair moon, wild stars.
Then, your own reflection.
May summer breezes warm you not.
In winter, everyone’s cold,
& you blazing [...]

Find and Replace

I.
Jen, darling Jen, I will see you no more.   There is somebody new.
The fungus toes my soul.  Only a flame will check its advance.  Your flame smudged itself out.  You are ashy and dry.  Soon you’ll just be dry, babe.  If I keep seeing you, the fungus will choke my soul shut.
I will [...]