When They Got Home (Serial 9)
Ken and Milly were both smoking cigarettes when they got out of the police car. They walked up the six stairs in front of their house both of them saying absol...
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Ken’s Wife Milly (Serial Poem 3)
Milly and Ken met in Brooklyn. Seventeen and twenty. They met at O’Lunney’s Irish Bar. That was that according to Milly, in nursing school then. ...
More Ken: What He Looked Like (a Serial Poem) Part 2
Ken lived across the street. Always an Older Man, he told us he shaved twice a day. Said he’d have a full beard Otherwise. Although that wasn’t tr...
On New Year’s Day I Want a Poem
It Could Be Written by Someone Else. Mary Oliver or Naomi Shihab Nye or You. On New Year’s Day I want a poem that says 2020 is a different year fr...
What Might Happen in the New Year, or Some Possible Resolutions for What I Won’t Do
1) I will stop googling everything: Famous People I’ve Never Heard of, Why There is a Green Spot on My Left Hand, Reviews of People Who Fix Antique Watche...