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Seeing Green
I want you to see green the way that I see green in all of its fluorescence and grandeur: a lawn and a suit and a rain-clean forest in Hawaii fed by moss-strung waterfalls, frog skin and garden hoses...
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Cliffs Look Good in a Certain Way
the most damnable thing is that I’m wistful, how it could have been; a cliff by the ocean, powdery earth and a fistful of the tough grass to keep me from falling into a grey-green sky; an ocean with...
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One Chickenshit Poet
I can imagine the surf in my hair and the chill of the air, when I stand up from the water so I don’t go into the ocean. because I’m a lilly-livered chickenshit. I’ll walk down the cool tarry sand and...
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Dolphin Daughter
A dolphin explodes from the water because she is the daughter of the foam that is flipped from her grey tail flying skywards and seawards, spraying dents into the surface of the sea. she plunges back...
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Hush
you asked me once upon a time if I could hear the speech of the sea. I said yes and that was where are agreement ended; you heard eulogies, laments, cries of change and supportive flesh, the echoes of...
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Pennywise as a Lover
when I am away I know that I am in love with you, with salts and breezes from the ocean that would go well with your blonde hair, helium balloons for your big blue eyes, dripping sandcastles in the...
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I Can’t Breathe
why can’t I just be another guy? but I’m a person with a snake-sharp tongue and I’m a ripped flannel… I shoot my mouth like a shotgun. riddles and rhyming and rhythm, not taken seriously enough to stay...
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Run to the Grunion Run
I ran across the street with a golden-haired girl to watch the grunion run. She’d never seen it before – I’d never touched one, always too scared – but for her I wrapped one in seaweed, careful not to...
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Rioting Raindrops
The rain came down Like cartoon anvils, Spending itself on the cement In an assault on the town. The parachute-less troops Gathered in the low-lying spots And took over the streets In order to regroup....
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Big Olaf
Once, while sitting On a tide-surrounded Piece of Sunset Cliffs, I smelled boyhood, A summer scent: Warm sand, blue cool ocean, Seaweed, shells, swells, surf wax; Coconut tanning oil SPF 15. The...
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