Living on Someone Else's Money (audio only)
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Base Camp
How much oxygen
to ask a question,
to rattle a crack-lipped
whisper,
a one-word lie?
Other animals exist
in an endless present—
ice and light,
speed or crawl, waves
of whatever is this and now.
Of course there’s us—
the only breathing bodies
free enough not
to show up to ourselves,
for whom, if we can
summon strength,
being anywhere
is always in doubt.
Why? Why bother?
Because what is there?
With everything
our bodies know,
strong or broken,
2013
A Possum Entering the Argument
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2010