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Morning Deer

Two Mule Deer. Turning their heads as one. Watching those of us still on the trail. It is a Grand Gesture and does not go unnoticed. A Sparrow Hawk waits and dives. Please! she screams. Every moment is sacred. How many creatures know this? The deer rotate their ears with deliberate intent. Waving at us with the well practiced indifference of newly minted royalty. First published by Iconoclast

 
 
 
Spam Risk

When Your A-Eye Is An A-Hole And Your Gods Are On The Payroll. Spam Risk. White Lies. Loose Lips Commie Spies. When Your Micro Will Not Process Can’t Ask Google How To Cross Dress. Spam Risk. Bad Chip

 
 
 
Auld Lang Syne

Should Truth And Justice Be Forgot. Our Wrongs Defined By Rights. Should Skin That’s Brown Get Out Of Town. Our Days Now Put On ICE. Should Bombs And Drones Be Launched By Phones. Borders. Ripped To S

 
 
 
The Last Time I Saw You

The Letter. Just When You Thought It’s Getting Better. All He’ll Miss Is How You Filled Out Your Sweater. Sacred Places Sad And Dry That He’d Made Wetter. The Letter. The Letter. Clutched In Fist. Cut

 
 
 

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