The only demand
of lenient normalcy
is that we return.
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– orha writes
The only demand
of lenient normalcy
is that we return.
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– orha writes
Below the full moon
another white light surges
through the parking lot.
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– orha writes
Nostalgic summer:
the smell of chimney smoke and
then sudden terror.
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– orha writes
The different hummings
of the buzzsaws and the bees
is in the flowers.
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– orha writes
Hummingbird feeders
dangle from trees—everyone
likes her new earrings.
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– orha writes
Modern embalmers
preserve their mummies early
with McDonald’s fries.
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– orha writes
Electric currents
run along the power lines
inside the squirrels.
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– orha writes
From record June lows
to these sudden July highs—
Earth’s EKG broke.
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– orha writes
What oppressive heat
and still the Myrtle blooms pink
unabashedly.
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– orha writes
I walk in a web.
My fear is that the spider
can somehow track me.
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– orha writes