Poetry By
Matt Cox
Published on: 6/5/2013
PORCH AMERICANA
water everywhere field mice don scuba gear and hawks stalk salmon with gills fit to breathe the damp atmosphere clouds mate with seasons casually they drift easily from one to the next raindrops meet the pavement like a thousand million gray hard statements of fact this place will be last to notice we recite comfortable fictions to buttress life against uncertainty
Published on: 6/3/2013
THE OPPORTUNIST
half empty or full as if the answer had meaning nothing asked about what's inside glass half empty of water or half full of piss how it tastes or what if it dropped to the floor or even that someone might step past the glass over splinters to the sink and sip from the faucet
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