Joker
We love our stories more
than all the teas from God.
They fit like threadbare slippers
worn dark nights before
we nod. These dreams are all
that stand between sea level
and our weak-kneed legs.
We aren’t exactly chicken;
we really want the eggs.
~Son Rivers 2006
A DIFFERENT FOURTH OF JULY
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I have looked for a suitable poem for the 4th of July this year. I examined
several old examples. All the while, however, there was a very unpleasant
feeli...
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