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Poetry: 2 poems by Lori Markland

23 April 2013

★ Timmy Reed

Burying the hatchets

 

They’re all about heroics,

these skeletons—showing up on Saturdays

for dinner and a nap. They might choose to throw bones

for the dogs, or spook the bird.  They’ll bring their own

brand of humor for the table, and fire for the oven.

 

Make room, Make room, I say,

A night without them is like a night without you

 

This Year        

spring is an old thing. a big electric

smile. it is always asking—dearie,

what am i doing

that you wouldn’t?

 



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