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they were porcupines or spiders I was shown the pit now human and learning about clothes and softness even though the softness is something they had
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 translated loosely
as the human leased to the aliens landing on the planet of the third tribe each species a sorcerer but frail and serious as swans I was unsure weather atmosphere border to taunt or admonish so I bellowed beside had been advised: be a better tourist no response necessary even prompted by insult or endless frisson who to root for what would take root who would tell the tale how to make matter not the age of him not the age of her a loneliness absolute and passionless the pattern under this drain the rain the planet’s rain #weeklypoemandpicplus  three in the am
the flash of a storm around the windows edge above the bed in which my son says suddenly dad dad as a question and there at his side a man grey in the dark room it’s my father or is it or is it who is it is it a stranger or is it me hello I say hello as a question the window is open says my dad the three of us awake in the guest room together the next morning my son laughs at the way I said hello to my own dad and asks if I was afraid I was afraid and then I was unafraid #weeklypoemandpicplus  Jealousies
She said: My family used to laugh at him but now he repairs their things. Imagine if he wrote poetry how the words would cohese. She had spread over her body a concoction of his devising and she smelled of leather and damp spring. He’d cooked her a midnight meal and the skin she chewed was crisped and brown. She’d known he was for her when she saw him at the flea market buying something broken and smiling as he held it tight to his chest. I said I wish my mind was like his and she said your mind is just fine. #weeklypoemandpicplus 
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PS: Your Poem a Week w/Philippe Shils - he lives in central Illinois. He has chapbooks available from Underground Books, Right Hand Pointing Press, and a collaborative one with his band The Red Wheelbarrows available at gigs and on Facebook by request. He plays old time banjo and has two kids who are patient with their father. Weekly Archives
March 2022
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