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Istanbul 2

Somewhere I lost a day.  After being rescued from Ataturk Airport, I drifted in the street like a satrap exhausted by conquest of the Atlantic Ocean.  I did what anyone

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Istanbul

Women on the plane wore head scarves, others neck pillows, shoes from all over the mall.  The only constant was the omnipresence of cellphones and iPads, clusters of people gathered

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Goat

Starched white suit, he wears an olive oil can crown on his head, carries challah as a scepter, a scepter mixes seeds blown from a thistle rubbed on the honey

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North Lake Merritt Bench Crone

She sits on a bench wearing a carved tree resin rose black garbage bag filled with acorns, eucalyptus leaves, her bandages of flesh. Whatever she finds she stuffs into her

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Always

Last night I crossed the condo’s parking lot, caught my towel on an open metal gate soaked in a Jacuzzi during a lunar eclipse, moonlight spreading in the sky like

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