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……………………………………………………(w/Martin Puryear exhibit in mind) We are all that we have Dark shadows billowing past the Stark architecture  of bent wood The otherness of others Doesn’t bother us here In our safe cocoon of One Where we avert the glances Of old Asian security guards Warning us not to touch This is where we examine [...]

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ABOVE THE CEMENT by Joie Cook

She walks, Her tombstone eyes Buried in the concrete Past New Orleans potholes From Chippewa Street Down to Napoleon Avenue She is the anonymous necromantic Searching through telephone directories For relatives and lovers who could steal her ideas And later ride the St. Charles streetcar Where old men twitch away the flies And mumble about [...]

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