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Акордеоне тролейбуса
твої міхи повні
нашого мовчання
що веземо з дому на роботу
з роботи додому

Мо…

O the accordion of a municipal bus!
your insides
are expanding with our silence which
we take from …

I want to ask you if you ever wanted to leave.
If you can see yourself living somewhere other than here…

do you remember in fifth grade
when i was all of eighty pounds
soaking wet and fully clothed
i told you…

Who art in Cali.
Programmer by trade.
Thy start-up come,
thy will become
an FTSE 500.
Give us this day our…

At the drive-thru line
at Taco Bell
in a parking lot
in Shiprock
I look out
from the backseat
and see…

You may find her behind 

         Rowan Oak, a shadow 

              of fortress where then now 

         you find no real entry place. 

v.
Isn’t it dangerous to be a woman? Surrounded by men, questions
about risk-taking, parenting (I’m childless…

and yes it does beg
the question why
a nine-year-old needs
two twenty-dollar bills still
sticky and …

All the second-gen immigrant Berkeley moms somehow all
went to Stanford. I’m laughing because
I want to…

At the gangway, our demand was a straw pava.
We wore our demand jauntily cocked across our skull.
So what…

My Mickey Mouse ears are nothing like sonar. Colorado is far less rusty than Walt's lyric riddles. If…

I know you’re hungry for it.
More money. More news. Desperate

for any laurel that parades you
as happier…

I’m here
             to tell you 
                             an old story. 
                             This
Appears to be
                 my work.
                                I live
                                in the world,
Walk
         the streets…

The rich report greater levels of happiness,
                                          & the study goes on to demonstrate
how we humans use money to save...

our wages: hourly: paid not in effort or labor but in the value of  being  present
in attempt to ignore the empty glass: the glass fills up with itself.
the language of dreams always continues with  and then/ is described
in unreachable tangible...

Marita, don’t tell me to pick one.
           I am either barefoot or wearing six-inch Pleasers—
my gender is dirty-soled and naked or
       ...