The Second Coming of the Plants
Hear the piercing chorus of the cacti, the beat boxing of the giant redwoods. This is our lullaby for you, sprouts, and only you
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We Be Naked
Our demands be modest. We not be asking for the moons of Jupiter. Clean air to breathe, clean water to drink
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We Come in Peace
Unlike Baal and Asmodeus, we were not, are not, fallen angels. Not even Rachmiel, who no longer resides among us
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Say the Names (after Al Purdy)
American whiskey bar (no logo), Sudbury, Saturday night, August 32nd On Earth (Shampoo Planet), The Gutenberg Galaxy American woman, swamp angel, friend of my youth, “Raise a little hell, shake …
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Summer of the Flesh Eater
Understand that pity is not what we’re looking for. We are men, we remind each other as often as we can, and we must bear that burden
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