8/29/2022

Vacant Lot

Days running through August 

like dead dogs, 


piles of abandoned 

drawings, poems, weeds, roots 


still clinging. 


[LSS, 8/29/22]


Carnivore Mailbox


Converting one life 

after another 

into your own 

day after day 

unstamped post 

cardiac arrest.


[LSS, 8/29/22]


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