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Looking for Look Shrapnel in sight

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Looking for Look

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A POEM FOR SUNDAY

LEAVING BOISSEVAIN I like how I smell when I wear cool blue deodorant lying in bed listening to  girls with guitars rocking this way rocking that way where was she last night counting the tips at the end of her shift she was listening to girls with guitars dishing the blues Because there may be

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WHAT’S SUNDAY TO YOU

Most families I knew in southern Manitoba growing up knew Sunday was a day of rest, for prayer & church, or a day to play. Things were different for preacher’s kids. When we were young there was very little money in the ministry, if any at all.  My father was a “Liebesprediger” which had several

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MY PENIS

My P***s Take 2 

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P IS FOR PISSING and PROCRASTINATION

KYVIV PEEING STATUES  from Wikimedia commons from Piecers of my Mind/My Body in parts MY PENIS take 2 for Andy Suknaski, my first encounter with a writer-in-residence at the University of Manitoba.  I went to pee outside, in a trough leading to a hole in the wood portion of our fenced pasture, happy to pee

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P is for Pear from The Abject Alphabet

A is for abjection in my Abject Alphabet project by me, the mad phonetician. “A Poem of Pears” is a homage to Robert Kroetsch and his “Sketches of a Lemon” and his book The Sad Phonetician , which I was privileged to hear him read alive. There are a lot of alphabet poems recently the

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from Pieces of my Mind/Parts of my Body

MY SKIN (dictated, mildly edited by me, this is an introductory post to the letter P) You’d think I think this could be interfesting interesting. I have so much of it everywhere over me, scars every which way the one closing my stump the most sensational. The right foot and ankle I have left, screwed

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FILED UNDER P IN THE ABJECT ALPHABET (A.A.)

POSTURE  I am sitting with good posture. My feet bare flat on the grownup. I notice a blister or a boil developing on my ass, a distraction. Sit up and the food will go down, swallowing is observed Tools for eating will not catch a fish but can turn it to mush. I am seriously

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From the Letter P in the Abject Alphabet

P is for POSER Poser is most certainly ONE accurate description of me we. Starting with me/we.  we contain multitudes, we must be posers sometimes, we and me. I played at rock and roll, subscribing to Rolling Stone and signing up to the Columbia Record club. My first wife looked like Marc Bolan and rocked

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