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What use is any of it to me? A beanie and a hoodie hanging in my closet. The only means, it seems, they serve to stick around is to rust and collect dust to lose their sheen and good meanings while I watch them decay.

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Fang of May

That’s what I’m choosing To call The thing on a string Pried out of a beast maw, Carved into, And given to me. That’s what I call The tooth taken from The land of ‘alala Meant to be gifted During the holidays By the violinist who Bartered for it in Hawaii. And I stare atContinue reading “Fang of May”

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Memento After the beast was slain I dropped my lance and shield And as it lay writhing I stood upon its chest afield, Gripped one of its great tusks And wrenched free a tooth from its maw, Holding it from behind gauntlets. A jagged blade of bone and dread, A trophy ripped free in victoryContinue reading “Memento”

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Rawr Tiger

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Unworn and Undonated

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