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Two Poems from Youth

Bookish   The bookishness that is hallucinatory for those who catch it at all times lay upon me like a glamour as far back as middle school, even if none of my 8th grade friends— those future bagmen each on

Inroad

The radiance that is always around us is incited when we win, & even the rain is exciting on a Monday morning in June, especially if last night’s mist is recalled for how it spit in the face of Yankee