New poem by DR James: Surreal Expulsion
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New poem by DR James: Surreal Expulsion
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to forget or not maybe to forget or not maybe to fight for memory or not i’m here i’m she lying on my ba…
my brother, the Marine the recruiters come weeks earlier than agreed— arrive in alloy, aluminum with authority…
I, born from the womb of
my mother’s remembrances
wrapped in the cocoon
of her story[…]
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EACH NIGHT MY MOTHER DIES AGAIN Each night the phone rings— Your mother has passed. Each night I expect to be …
“I was lying in a burned‐out basement with the full moon in my eyes. I was hoping for replacement when the sun burst …