Category: Poetry
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The Black Christian
Blacken trod the rain splashed souls, Amber throbs the heart within. Modernistic troubadour, Opener of darkened doors.
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Spine of a Dog
Spine of a dog curves away from me and against, as heat of a tired dog warms my skin through my sweater, through his fur. He lies, front paws matched, chin tucked alongside them, neat. One still beast; one, antsy with pen at arm’s end,…
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Magic Trick
One morning—for a blink—a black rabbit forages in downtown Seattle. I witness, grin—the rabbit knows shortcuts to Wonderland.
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Furnishings
As February nears, poetry returns. This one is from one of Port Angeles’ finest, Jerry Kraft.
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Scorpion Fable
There once lived a young scorpion Who was always sick from her own poison… Whenever she’d strike with her tail, The back of head would get impaled.

