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The Lobster Considers
Because I am lobster I scuttle blankly in the dark. It is my favorite place. I see little to nothing, which given these two puny black beads wobbling willy-nilly on their small movable stalks should be no surprise.
After the L.A. Fires
some years the desert explodes
in a profusion of poppies,
that orange glowing all the way into space.
Preparations
I rest my head against the doorframe and close my eyes, and I am five, and she and I are back in this room, together.
Katana Man
She looked up at me and stared while she chewed her food. She knew my comment referred to katana man; I hadn’t stopped mentioning him the past few days.
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