15 AUGUST 2025

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I HAVENT WRITTEN STHG NEW IN LONG

I STILL THINK GINSYBURG IS OVERRATE-O

I WANTED TO FEEL FREE TO CALL STUFF LIKE I SEE IT

AND NOT LOOK WEIRD

OR FEEL DUMB

“IT LIVES IN YOU” (THE CHANCE

NOT TO FEEL THESE WAYS)

YOU PAIN-SHIRKING AMOEBA

………………………………………..…CLOD

“THOU STONER THOU”

WHAT IF WHAT YOU ARE

WHEN YOU’RE ALONE IS THE APEX OF YOUR TIME HERE

NOTHING TO PROVE NOTHING

TO REGRET RESENT ANTICIPATE OR LACK

SIX PELICANS

SLOW FLAPPERS

BURNED-OFF FOG

FRIDAY WEATHER FRIDAY’S

LEAVETAKING BREEZE

AND A LIVELIHOOD THAT DIES WHEN YOU DIE

WHICH IS RELIEVING

OH, BUT DEATH IS SWEET—IS “THE SWEET CUP”

BEFORE THE BITTER FOR THE FIRST-HALF FOLKS

AND FOLLOWING

THE BITTER FOR THE SUNSET CREW

LIFE IS TOO LONG TOO LONG TOO LONG AND FAST,

TOO FAST, THERE’S NO EXTENDED CLARITY TODAY

STILL GRAY LIKE CONCRETE AT THE HORIZON

HALF EATEN PEACH MOON LOSING LUSTER

HARDSCRABBLE PALMS CATCHING THE OFFSHORE WIND

I WASN’T FINISHED

BIRTH IS A DEATH

BIRTH IS A WEDDING

BIRTH LOOKS ALIVE

MY HEART IS STRONG AND PURE BUT AN AMOEBA’S

I WANT TO FEEL FREE

TO CALL THINGS LIKE I SEE THEM

BIRTH BEATS ALONENESS TO A STICKY PULP

THE FRESH COOL MILK OF MY LONGED-FOR ALONENESS

I AM NOT YET READY

…………………………………………..(I AM GETTING DRESSED FOR THE PARTY)

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