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The Slur of Socialism

I’m not sure why everything that might make people’s lives easier and less stressful, is brushed aside by many Republicans with the stinging slur of socialism, an echo of red-baiting

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The Oracle at the Car Dealership

At the Van-Trow car dealership in Monroe, Louisiana where I bought my Toyota Camry, guys sat holding Styrofoam cups and smoked cigarettes while a few of us do-si-doed around the

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Up Close With the Pool of Knowledge

Once Liana drank from la guida’s cup, we didn’t know exactly what to expect. Other inductees had gone on to develop special talents like Elgin who was John Jr. and Marissa’s boy.

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Death at the Gym

Morning at the gym I’m seeingten monitors between each row of ellipticals, a warp and woof of electronic cloth. Is it arm day or leg day?I haven’t decided because I

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Ode to a California Poppy

Some say you have four petals,I’ve counted five, even six,a ruffled pinwheel at your middle, unabashed, you gather beneath mailboxes,telephone poles, and parking strips, squeezed into crevices and staking a claim

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