Tag Archives: Urban Sonnets

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I’m puzzledby the weird confluence of deflatingfactors in my so-called being somethingBefuddled: Beloved like carpe diem flowerson alabaster from aural ageseach strand of hair heard like two blank pagesin the crystalline winds of Church hours: I was a docent of … Continue reading

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Turn your cheek in the absence of feelingyou know, the way you do when you cannot cope with the fact that you spend days stealingnow empty words that were but now are not: Your speech is spent, there’re no words … Continue reading

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What times we shared beneath this gloaming skinsplashed and treated with Florida water,hushed and prayed over to free us from sin–though Alcolado Glacial is better: Like a freestyle beat tense and firm we lightout in the cold drawing smoke from … Continue reading

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Literary people don’t like sonnets I’m like, fuck that, this is motherfucking music, this shit is deeper than poems, but it’s poetry too, *************** They say its reminiscent of high school well, my *****, I went to a high school … Continue reading

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I like sonnets because they’re musical A student gave me a bogus hall pass I function as a muse and/or a fool There is no rhyme or reason in a class Social or Spanish, space shrinks in this school Students … Continue reading

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Q: What does a king do on a snow day? A: Reign, beloved! What’s today’s mathematics? Understanding. Days with no dramatics but plenty of flair as our fears allay. I place more importance in the new day than in a … Continue reading

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Over him there sits a pall, resting dense despite the sun and sand of the tropics. He looks at the sea through clouded optics despite his tan skin, his body is tense. Kids throwing footballs near the wooden fence that … Continue reading

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Why spend all your time laboring over labor? Slaving away in your dark mind you forget you were once like the plover, spanning continents in patterns undefined. What happened to that flight? You took cover in a warm, sticky place, … Continue reading

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The stack of paper eternally grips my entire neck as I revise papers and I decline as my spirit tapers while beeswax falls as each candle drips on the bottle it is in. Purple strips of wax stretch themselves like … Continue reading

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An open mind is what the body seeks. Embodied wisdom is the truest form of life in nature’s panoramic swarm full of living things. My skin sweats and leaks as I jog around the track. My mind streaks back to … Continue reading

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