Thanksgiving Even when we only worked part-time jobs fixed the thermostat at zero dried our wash on a line out the window we still saved spare change for a turkey scrounged potatoes and onion from Key Food poured two buck... Continue Reading →
Mom She lies wrecked on memory’s rocks and shoals Life leaks from every storm torn hole in her hull Brain sinks to muddy bottom Broken hip anchors her to bed Brackish water clings to her hospital gown Nothing left for... Continue Reading →
The Regulars by Peter M. Gordon They pile drinking money on the bar Seamed faces under faded caps Beer foam flecks their lips Buy them a round of Bud More dead soldiers join their comrades Smoke exhales color the air... Continue Reading →
Jim by Peter M. Gordon After midnight at our thirty-fifth reunion I Walked away from the disco DJ and open bar Into a flagstone-covered side courtyard Ten gargoyles crouched on cornices Leered while I hummed the Melody Jim taught me... Continue Reading →
Problem Set by Peter M. Gordon How does 165 pounds of carbon-based matter Become aware of itself? Compose opera, play baseball Love, worship, fear and hate? Search through ancient parchment fragments Mounds of philosophy texts Digital servers in the cloud... Continue Reading →
Trickster by Peter M. Gordon Coyote discovers Florida Our Hopi trickster god Colonizes Appalachicola Dwells in the central swamp Amidst Seminole ghosts I see Coyote’s sign while walking my dogs Eviscerated possums on side streets Emptied abandoned garbage cans Paw... Continue Reading →
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