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my blood muscle
got pushed back
it’s suffocating
in the back wall
of my chest cavity
I think I’m breathing
not sure oxygen
is traveling
distress, distraught
what’s the difference
what does it matter


Listening at Night; or, A Trainwreck of a Poem

Chittering on acorn shell
ricochets inside my head
but I don’t recall oaks
squirrels don’t eat pistachios
I could offer them walnuts
that’s my least favorite nut
we have in the house

An Important Question Involving the Whole Population

Does anybody know what ranch tastes like?
I mean really know?
It’s creamy and there’s probably vegetables
but how do you describe
it to someone who’s never tasted it?
Can you?