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dawn
01:09
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I first remember
Red flannel
Gut singing, digits plucking
Spanish nylon strings
Tying the beginning and end
Greeting and farewell
Nod to a passerby
The introduction to song
In a mint green trailer
Swallowed by the New Mexican desert
A fragment of a fragment
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2. |
bereft
00:46
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Dirt and cactus and mesquite
Hold you
In arid recollection
We uprooted
Like weeds
Abandoned, an empty parent
Rotted on the vine
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3. |
sepia
01:25
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Polaroids reveal my father
Childless, brown, uncanny
Eyes smile and squint
In the Santa Fe sun
Wide open
Collar and leisure suit bake
A plump torso breathes
Posthumous, arid afternoons
Preserved in amber tint
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4. |
prefrontal cortex
01:22
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Hostile animal
And care giver crocodile
Will I be like you
Mother with hatchlings safely
In your jaws
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5. |
dendrochronology
01:36
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A whole half is rusted
Shut and stunted
A tree in a flower vase
Petrified
Obsidian in opacity
Feathery in distraction
A grenade in contemplation
A whole half cowering
Yet leaping and bursting
Circumnavigating again and again
The coward that I am
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6. |
maiden name
01:19
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I liked the ring of my Jewish name
At the time I reasoned
Spanish roots were too heavy
I weeded what I could
At the Manhattan County Clerk
The tiny midtown newspaper office
The DMV
Re-filed without the hyphen
I simplified myself
For a twisted sense
Of belonging to myself
And now I am more lost than ever
In a garden half tilled
Wild desert marigolds perennially rise
Forlorn yet ablaze
Beaming my farce over the trees
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7. |
glucocorticoids
00:50
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This ache is so monotonous
Like a background hum
An aging air conditioner I can’t locate
Buzzing perpetually
A readied amygdala
To unlearn every mundane trauma
Must I still be me
To hold you?
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8. |
serotonin
00:57
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The fuck do I do
About this body
Feeling ever more
It’s not my own
Brain startled by mirrors
I look down
Away is never close enough
Here is the man
I don’t recognize anymore
Now that I don’t sleep
I’ll try to always tuck you in
My child
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9. |
promenade
00:47
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Who made me
I can hardly answer half
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11. |
excavate
00:40
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The front door gapes off its hinges
Yelling my debris
Over an acre of dust
I improvised you
A kaleidoscope of detritus
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12. |
din
01:13
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Western winds
Coarse in a dust storm
Smooth and obscure
My lost topography
Adobe mazes and sage brush
A dirty white Ford Festiva
Among barren orange vistas
Where I once waddled away
East is all that fits
In a hippocampus painting
Without composition
Greys, and greens, and yellows
Convulsions quiet as the gale’s death
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13. |
echolocation
01:31
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My veneer holds
Like buckling ceiling bending
A smile weighing three decades
A lifetime to cultivate a regimen
With excuses in excess ignored
Birthday cards with ballpoint pen doodles
Guitars, primitive and honest
Supplements to the few words
I remember audibly, mostly remotely
Relaxed inflections reminding me
I haven’t crumbled
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14. |
exquisite corpse
02:03
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