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The century's eyes are red from crying
The clatter of bones comes
from a slightly open door.
We huddle under a broken
umbrella. Ravens change
places with the swans. There
are pills they can give you,
a friend confides. I find
a black birthmark floating
at the bottom of my cup.
Bio:
Howie Good, a journalism professor at the State University of New York at New Paltz, is the author of 19 print and digital poetry chapbooks and a full-length collection, Lovesick, published by Press Americana.
(author retains copyright)
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The century's eyes are red from crying
The clatter of bones comes
from a slightly open door.
We huddle under a broken
umbrella. Ravens change
places with the swans. There
are pills they can give you,
a friend confides. I find
a black birthmark floating
at the bottom of my cup.
Bio:
Howie Good, a journalism professor at the State University of New York at New Paltz, is the author of 19 print and digital poetry chapbooks and a full-length collection, Lovesick, published by Press Americana.
(author retains copyright)
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