Money Matters

“I wonder if my family Thinks of me much While I am away?” Asked the father To no one in particular In that lunch-time circle. He chewed absently, His true self spirited away To the village on no map That would even have it, Where something was Made from nothing With only his two hands. […]

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Late Laundry

Hot water dripping from Leaky electric boilers, Cooled with splashes From aquifers beneath Spry weeds and cattle steps, Culled cautiously and stored In Soviet plasticware. Powdered soap bubbles Like a witch’s cauldron Transforming gold Into lead as if reverse Alchemy was the dream Contained in the Plastic tub. Wringing heavy, sopping Cloth and fabric, The […]

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