So by sixteen we move in packs
learn to strut and slide
in deliberate lowdown rhythm
talk in a syn/co/pa/ted beat
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everyone loves
the disappearing
coin. a bird pulled from
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How many years of suffering
revealed in hands like his
small and deliberate as a child's
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A mere eyelid's distance between you and me.
It took us a long time to discover the number zero.
John's brother is afraid to go outside.
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- rio de janeiro jardim botanico, 2009
inside this forest / the sky is invisible / as it rains all morning
so many open mouths / philodendrum and palm / bromiliad and wren
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in season's late rain / we travel poppy-domed hills/ pilgrims' eyes
brimming / the chirp of sparrows and kids / playing well past dark
whose small throated sighs / a lover's quarrel / that blue trickster
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call me superstitious : 9/9/9
Photo of Amy Uyematsu by Raul Contreras
time to take stock, turn a corner, or
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There's no way to know where I start. Or end.
What appears to be outside & so obviously
true is a trick, curving like a slow-moving figure eight
that somehow turns inside out. I can try
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l. Black Ink
In two strokes
of the brush
"flower"
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The "Welcome" sign
still hangs above
his garden gate
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