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In Response to My Children Who Still Ask about the Coyotes.

"mecha poem"

Nakbarista nest egg
anent future sutures
in the sun, sword-shadows;
in the sett, pus rustling

Werifesteria Ambedo.

"More often the poem is the way the poet says he feels when he can't find out what his real feelings are." --Richard Hugo

The Lyke-wake Dirge.