this is where I say the word “self” one hundred and seventy-one self-pollinating times
--Michael Fitzgerald-Clarke
by Martha Landman
it’s cool very cool
it’s cool outside my body
i like it
i’m surprised
at the marshals on my skin
i like it out here
outside my body
back home my mother warns the wind
Kilimanjaro crumbles
counterfactually
the Federal Government has been warned
they whisper in Mandarin
i hold my jonathans
my childhood thoughts in PDF
strategically reminded
of the wasted time last Sunday
opportunities tumble
in the bottom drawer of my head
preposterous tears absented
to a lesser realm
surrender
to acute incongruence
Michael Farrell’s Beautiful Mother
clutters my pockets and wins the recipe contest outside my head.
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