Stray cat
Ah, that stray cat /
hiding out in search of /
a stolen breakfast.
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“April rains”
April rain
The April rain falls. /
Too much or too little, /
it will be rain.
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“Shots fired”
Shots fired
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If my vagina fired rounds,
Deep, throaty, rattling sounds,
Bringing men to their knees and to the ground.
If my vagina fired rounds.
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At the range the other day,
Man sidled up, “Let’s play.”
He pulled out his little gun.
I fired mine and watched him run.
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If my vagina fired rounds,
Deep, provocative, throaty sounds,
Bringing men down to the ground.
If my vagina fired rounds.
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Cock the hammer and squeeze just right,
Feel the tension release its might.
Trigger quickens to the right touch
As do I, then I release so much.
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Listen ammosexuals, I aspire
To all the things you desire:
To live untrammeled by regulation,
Or laws that bind me to subjugation.
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If my vagina fired rounds,
Deep, provocative, throaty, sounds,
Bringing men to knees and ground.
Would my vagina then be profound?
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Photo finish Friday: “Ahead”
Ahead
The two-way nympho: /
who beheaded the woman?
is she one-way now?
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Haiku to you Thursday “Wind”
Wind
Wind ripples the flag, /
slapping at the stars and stripes, /
tattering the dreams.
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“Poppy”
Poppy
Celandine poppy, /
bright yellow, blooming in spring, /
scent of poetry.
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“Soft bread”
Soft bread
Blooms on a cold day. /
Peanut butter on soft bread. /
Simple pleasures.
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“Holding”
Holding
Pandora held her hope. /
Schrödinger held his question. /
I hold blooms and rain.
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Haiku to you Thursday: “Schrödinger declined”
Schrödinger declined
Schrödinger declined. /
I am not dead or alive. /
I am the box.
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“Skeleton of memories”
Skeleton of memories
Winter killed our tree. /
Don’t know if it was before, /
during, or after /
your death. Dead limbs hang barren: /
no buds, no leaves, no cherries. /
Skeleton of memories.
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