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Mama warned me if I slept with a boy before marriage the Virgin Mary would snatch
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Don’t Make Love Under a Full Moon. You’ll Have a Harelip Baby.October in Illinois, she asked if I always lied about sex. Handed me a jello shot.
My cousin Lynette says she’s tired from cleaning
East Main houses of rich bitches. They don’t even shit
The Burn (recent revised version of Pyromantics, originally published in 2006)the man
shouldered
the circus boy
who twirled a baton
tipped in red
while the man
swallowed
long rods of fire
snuffed out somewhere
We pass a joint, barely long
enough for a clip. You accuse me
of hiding my sex under tight sheets.
I breathe as deep as I can. Your words
How to Teach Grammar for denis johnsoni don't care about their commas
rarely can't follow an essay
with a run-on sentence
or is it run-away
words colliding in white space
September
WHEN BERRYMAN DIED
He left his shoes, scuffed loafers,
on the bridge. A cordovan pair
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