Broth Ten dollars an hour for twelve hours —watch, stir, refill, stir again and watch. My tool a large paddle punishes coconut clumps Beats at them and their natural oil-tendency. Tomorrow I’ll beat at raisins Somebody’s gotta do it. My day hovers at various levels of self-induced hypnosis I’m on a lake of coconut directingContinue reading “Poem: Broth”
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Poem: As an Old Man Who Sleeps Standing Up
His eyes close As if he prays Corners of his mouth Move as a young cat Dreams of suckling Does his faith send a Request to his god Or does he dream. A tear falls from the Outside corner Lands on his collar No—it’s sweat, A drop from his hair. Old man is like aContinue reading “Poem: As an Old Man Who Sleeps Standing Up”
shannon p. laws 