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Nicole Kidman Lookalike
Scissors to Flesh, By Terry Scott Niebeling E- you resemble Nicole Kidman with thinner lips, bigger teeth, and larger tits. Your lack of leisurely attempts at discrete-your fear is your contempt;...
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Confident Woman
Confident Woman, By Terry Scott Niebeling Confident Woman, You make yourself, No one else molds you. You are Top-Tier, Wanting eyes behold you. Confident Woman, Lit up red ruby, like a dozen...
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College Girls/Nikki Fine Lookalike
Nikki Fine Lookalike/College Girls By Terry Scott Niebeling Possibilities without conclusions within reason, always. Next to me in next to nothing, “Sorry about my mispronunciation, I am used to...
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South, Prairie du Chien, Steamboat Travel
South, Prairie du Chien, Mississippi River Valley Terry Scott Niebeling Wake up in Prairie du Chien, Nähe Le Villa Louis. Lay cold to the touch, on a rolled up sleeping bag. You are not within. You...
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Warm Daydream
Lofty clouds amassed, Images of which to defuse Hung high mingled against cool inoffensive air Robin’s eggshell-blue lay o’er matted grass hard hazel hue, Horizon wears; Faded fable Collecting odd...
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The Sense of Morgen
Morning language of foreign affairs Out the door, across the lawn A man lip-syncs silent frustrations Coming light exposes woken dawn From afar becoming freshly shaven Supple smooth shining firm at...
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Worn Soles (How to tell a Major)
Shoes lined the step No faces to connect Worn Chuck’s symbolize fun Mindset symbolized by dress Who owns them in person? Who unties them at rest? Who wears them out walking? Who sits them snug under...
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Commuting on Como
Up, Pedaling through Como Avenue. Alongside shared-living apartments Neon-signs cluttered storefronts. Following is the summer sun, heat, and sweat. 7 years ago I was more acquainted There was so much...
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At the beach (Cedar South)
At the beach, this burnt sand desert; tan, beyond feet, hot! dig underneath. Swimming lake water to avoid the heat, people lazing on towels, hiding beer cans attempt save discrete. Plants sharp as...
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peaceful reside
Darkened room beyond a standing open door. Fan blows low, violins cry; moaning- in the air. Cat bounds, jumps, across a dusted floor. This motionless single-bedroom apartment, still, as mind dances the...
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Day One: Campus Type
Cigarette ashes hang like eyelashes of campus distractions, from broken hand sinewy seams this be the death of me- … and some; carless, embarrassed, No Feelings: numb. American Literature and...
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Black Friday Sale
Convenient excuse to be excessive, Spending the money we don’t have. Bringing cheap products from afar, Set to come across our open lands. Exchanging labeled needs for wants; Buying into a tightly...
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They were not like I.
Once when I was in community college I took a class called “Eco-Feminism”. I was one of four guys. I was not a majority by numbers, That is a fact, no lie. Each day our teacher spoke of monsters, She...
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Winter 2014 (On: Summer 1969, by Seamus Heaney)
Thoughts of reading a text by *S. Heaney, Bits and pieces of dewed Madrid, With heavy inflections of Hemingway, Scattered about within. Bull horns And drink, and women, and sex. Smell Of skin, fish...
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The Abbey Theatre
Abbey! O! Abbey, you’ve come to remain. Abbey! O! Abbey, you went up in flames. Abbey! O! Abbey, you bring culture, theatre, drama, and art. Abbey! O! Abbey, you give Dublin its heart.
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Convulsive Flower
Honeysuckles robust, Of a rich land, Dripping to velvet tongue; This Lai sweet song, All nature; Moving with the wind, touched by the hand— Shining there—wet, Ready, Taste naturally.
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A March of Yoga Pants in the Sun
A few brittle flakes of flesh fall to the standard grey University desk in front of me. Evidence of one memorable bench-sit sunning had brought me gifts today, parts of me and more. They came in...
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