Letter to a student who wants the credentials.
“Reading Milton is like dining off gold plate in a company of kings; very splendid; very ceremonious, and not a little appalling.” —Alexander Smith, Dreamthorp (1863)
lilac-pink, turquoise sunrise
runing for my life
crossing barricades
i have to imagine the burning
poundcheap & pennywise
painting my exile in shades
of sundry unreturning
lilac-pink, turquoise loaf
men in hot lime vests
by the shattered overpass
working
this is no time for parking
the bitter versts
skelping, the bitter peace
My Attorney Picked by a Head Shot.


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