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Little Poems
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I dream and it is
another life
- Frank Stanford
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America Runson-Duncan
August 26, 2025 at 12:52 AM
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New Tullycraft album today, amazing surprise for someone out of the loop
August 22, 2025 at 8:43 PM
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The street where I grew up

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June 4, 2025 at 5:14 PM
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Staying at a Sheraton. I get Sher-a-ton vs Share-a-ton but still not sure what this means.
June 3, 2025 at 2:27 AM
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How not to use “Body Tea”

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May 30, 2025 at 5:18 PM
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Gay for pussy

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May 24, 2025 at 2:19 AM
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Mother’s Day

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May 11, 2025 at 1:51 PM
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The communion wafers are gonna be deep dish now
May 8, 2025 at 5:25 PM
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A confession

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Poem titled “A confession” with the text: I feel blessed that no one Wants to take my photograph Or fuck me. I am as firm As a fixture In a house. A latent defect. I will outlive the absent Owners. I will trip visitors With my permafrosted prick.
May 6, 2025 at 5:28 PM
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Lust

30/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Lust” with the text: We didn’t know where to go – My parents were home And your dad was in the bordeaux. You’d whispered I want your cum In my ear while my mom flipped channels (Jeopardy, Inside Edition, Raymond). So we went to my shitty car, panels Dented from shopping carts and Stones thrown up by the tires On your unpaved street. But, Where to go? There were fires On the golf course. The empty hut On Railroad had its lights on. By the time we pulled in To Blue Hill, your hands Were tearing through my pants. We settled for the cover of nearby bushes, Assuring the slovenly wilderness surrounded us.
May 1, 2025 at 1:54 AM
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Regret

29/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Regret” with the text: Regret pours through a tear In my retina The colors are lovely Pinks and blues And a sort of TV static I can’t read The screen anymore The regret Just gets in the way If I could Hear it I think it would Have the sound Of a thousand harmonicas or A makeshift guitar Built with a shoebox And rubberbands
April 30, 2025 at 7:45 PM
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Hunger

28/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Hunger” with the text: I feel it in my arms A weakness that makes Them heavy while my head Floats down a magnetic stream Skull as slow bullet train I am looking for a pillow Now I am walking to the pantry To eat a cracker some peanuts The train slows further it’s found A station to call home for the night
April 30, 2025 at 7:43 PM
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Memory

27/30 #napowrimo2025

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April 30, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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Europa

26/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Europa” with the text: Once upon a time, I had a Ukrainian aunt. Strong like bull, she’d chant, Pounding her chest in time With her words. She had hair Like an autumn dandelion. This is all digression. There Is no more bull. Pay attention – Zeus became a bull and swam Like a motorboat to Crete With some poor, sweet Woman astride his back. And when he threw the bull into the night’s sky, He did not die. He got to keep his godly body.
April 30, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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On the wagon

25/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “On the wagon” with the text: The words don’t come so much Without the inkwell of alcohol. There’s no wretched state To mine my sulfur from. The senses Provide too many distractions: The smell of something playing Through the back screen, something Else moving at the corner Of my eyes, my heart beating Like another something knocking at the front door. Will I wake To answer? I never fell asleep In the first place.
April 30, 2025 at 2:45 AM
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Another thing I miss

24/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Another thing I miss” with the text: I miss the mouthfeel Of biting on a woman’s ass With the care of a mother Carrying her pup across the yard.
April 30, 2025 at 2:43 AM
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Rockets vs Warriors

23/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Rockets vs Warriors” with the text: Şengün scores first. That’s fifty Bucks in my pocket. The players sprint Across the Golden Gate Bridge. Dray Hits a three. Then another. I squint – I’ve taken my glasses off to write. All of the things I always write Happen: the dishwasher hums, the night Sings, the moon groans. I bet She’s happy, finding her- Self in another poem. I bet she’s wet And ready to go. They’ve found water There, I’ve heard. And then, regret, For not finding something new to write about. The game comes back from timeout.
April 29, 2025 at 2:29 AM
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Things I could be

22/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Things I could be” with the text: I could be a chair. I could be a mouse Convulsing in the grass. I could be a spare Tire in your trunk, Smelling sweetly of grease. Or a blank Birthday card, crease Right down the center Where it should be. Write in me. Help me. Render Me used, free.
April 29, 2025 at 1:51 AM
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“How much can it hurt?”

By Philip Levine

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April 29, 2025 at 1:34 AM
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Four minute poem

21/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Four minute poem” with the text: I have to write This quick: shit, I’m already down To three minutes. Why did I take the time To bold the title? Why Did I backspace the last Two lines out of existence? Fuck, I need to end On an image. The oval Lights in the…what’s it called? The chandelier! The lights Are burned onto my retina From staring like fireflies That never stop glowing. (Whew, made it)
April 29, 2025 at 12:42 AM
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Playdate

20/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Playdate” with the text: We play baseball In a muddy field. First base is a sapling, Second a rock, third A pile of hay, and home Is a bag I brought with us. The mom wears leggings A color I think is mauve And I set up behind her As she pitches. She bends. I glance. I move. The ground Squelches, sighs, makes A sucking noise. The ball Is in the air.
April 28, 2025 at 1:45 AM
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Boston

19/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Boston” with the text: We must have driven West half a dozen times Leaving Boston, or Cambridge to be precise Following the sun after Waking in each other’s arms Your seat tilted back Your legs ramping up to the dash When I traded in the hatchback Ten years on, or Eight if I do the counting, I could still see your footprints On the windshield
April 25, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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Note to a crush

18/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Note to a crush” with the text: I would smoke a cigarette With you by the loading dock Where the wild turkeys Like to roam and hiss. I would carry your jacket If it was too warm For jackets. I would score My skin with guiding lines So you might know where to fold Me – But not much more Than that, truth be told.
April 25, 2025 at 7:00 PM
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Thursday afternoon

17/30 #napowrimo2025

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Post titled “Thursday afternoon” with the text: The scent of butchered grass Is in the air, With the whir of its murderer And the babbling Of some Northern Cardinal. Bird, you sound Like a dingbat with your chip-chip-chip- chip-chip. A silhouette Plays behind The tan blinds – a limb In the wind Of a flowering cherry blossom. And now, the slant Of the sun tells me the kids will be home Soon. I put on a hat. I walk To the bus stop.
April 24, 2025 at 7:02 PM
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Bare knees

16/30 #napowrimo2025

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Poem titled “Bare knees” with the text: I’m studying you In my memory And how rare it was To see your knees Maybe below the hem Of a denim skirt maybe when I pulled the gingham Comforter from your legs I remember them As bony snow cones I remember them resting On my shoulders I don’t recall The taste of them Like I do The rest of you
April 23, 2025 at 2:46 PM