the late 20th Century
.bop
poems from downtown Edmonton 1987-1989
The sublime music of change
heart of a carnival
winter night, 2 A.M.
sunday
monday
DigaPeachTree sticky fruit juice dribbles down your slurping lips & chin
A beautiful woman, a candle lit dinner a strange, intrusive memory
coffee
trickle down the cigarette machine
the pace of a waitress
Once Upon a Downtown Thursday I saw you stir the steaming tea
Redlit Rainbop
why (& however could) poems, like drunk children, jump
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