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The Bobcat
Without pride, senses controlled,born or to be born, we met as hilarious strangers, each wanting something impossible.I wanted all beings like you to be happy. You wanted no being to deceive another. For a brief moment, we were sincere.Both of us, protected against the spirits of the dead,on a darkened street, on the outskirts of the city, waiting to cross over […]
No Order of Things
my feet knit the socksthat knit her knitting-needlesthat knit herand send her to the riverwhere she finds the rockthat sets her on a pathto where i’m waiting for herthough neither of us knows it Support Our Dharma Work
My Brother’s Knife
Photo by Hunter Jessie Deuel. From Pinterest I still have the fishingknife he dropped offin the parking lot ofthe Greyhound station. An initialed knife with aleather handle and skeletalwhite blade that doesn’t belongto anyone, not even the Marines. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications […]