prose poems by Mark Cunningham | ||
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Children cry more often around it. But there are no children. Now the freezer sweats, and when you put the DVD on fast forward, the figures jitter with nervous ticks. All that glitters involves your Gold Card, so you want to be careful, check Consumer Reports. The delays, the gall of people—do you have the liver for it? The places in National Geographic, that's what you want, more sun, less closet clutter. The more you think, the more you have to pee. And if you just knock off and open three beers? Which can't you face, window-jarring stereos or beaches with no footprints but yours? Whichever, sign here, the middle copy is yours, and have a nice day.
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number 21 in the 2River Chapbook Series | Color Field • Contents • Chapbook Archives • 2River |