Photo by Darcy Rose
First, a poem I wrote last night:
Relative Merits
Your softness is love.
How you differ from some pillow
that might also be soft, but not love:
A pillow would not buzz nor vibrate
nor kill someone small and rodent or winged,
nor have a broken interior, nor
ever die.
I resent people their tweets and other
temporarily popular and good-seeming
lite…
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