Thomas Kunst Poems

MY EXERCISE BOOK AT TWELVE. An essay
About how my mother has grown larger
Too quickly. Mornings at the public pool.
The water is dirty. Changing takes a
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FATHER, HAVE YOU BROUGHT ME A
Day's ride. Of course, my boy. But
Not a far one. It's still in my coat. What does
That mean. I saw my mother getting into
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THE BASIC IDEA OF MOISTURE. After
Humping animals are sad. Their
Eyes dull. Their coats worn
Out, yellow and matt and salty. At
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