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Mint Condition

Posted by on 17-11-13 in | 1 comment

Oases of silver dollars Spread across the desert of my tan bedspread. They shined – And glittered when flipped! To a boy of nine they were As valuable as platinum. “Mint condition!” I’d brag To siblings I’d assume were interested. Today, all of my dollars Are worn and frayed and green And crumpled in pockets Or packed in a disarrayed wallet. Dollars are things of expedience now; Their purpose is prosaic. I need folded green bills For coffee and cigarettes – Nicotine and caffeine...

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In Washington With My Love

Posted by on 20-8-13 in | 2 comments

Draw me close, Amanda May, As the air around us grows Chill with Autumn’s onset. Hold me under The Dome. Let reflected light From our Capitol Fall across your face … Your fair Southern features Are of a rustic loveliness Uncommon in the North. Let our memories of here Be as timeless as the marble As its reflected light Silhouettes our kiss — Joined figures At their Republic’s seat. Let The District’s ordered streets Order our hearts, So that our affections are as...

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