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(the judge hurts)

I’ve been hanging onto this wily one for months.

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abecedarian no. 31

Started with “sparkle”.

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(abecedarian no.29)

Born out of “anything boiling”

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an incantation

This one borne out of a fear of death.

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response

Born around the words “a bully crowd” and Hillbilly Elegy.

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(abecedarian no. 26)

This one is about a boy.

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(abecedarian no. 25)

Born from the word “burden.”

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(abecedarian no. 24)

Borne from “death”.

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(abecedarian no. 23)

Born from the experience of adolescence.

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A boy

For my son.

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The Abecedarian of Abecedarians

My favorite abecedarian. It has lots of cheats.

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Medieval

This church door in Georgetown.

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Abracadabra

Vitality not happiness is the opposite of depression.

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A new springtime 

An abecedarian centered around “cull.”

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You ( )

A fresh death.

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To my son.

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A Sermon 

  An Abecedarian sequence (mostly) inspired by Emmet Fox and the prologue in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliette.    

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Patient Zero

   (An abecedarian sequence mostly). 

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Poetry Cheat Sheet

I am not a poet, but I was convinced last year that writing poetry was good writerly exercise. Cross-training, if you will. Writing poetry in prescribed verse can range from an exciting adventure in wordsmithing to a creative puzzle relaxing your mind before you float off to sleep at night. Words have meaning. Words have sounds. […]

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Trust (a rap ending with an Ave Maria)

Our plain face betrays the mitochondrial Eve in us. Father is an old word but mother precedes it. Who knows our longing when we first create fathers who eat us? Art answers: where might our conscious brains with lonely hearts fit? In separateness we hold together, like piano keys ‘ melody. Heaven(s) don’t mock us, […]