Michael Spinelli Biography

Or so they say. Or so they say.

But I have seen a predawn glow
That holds more fear for me, you know,
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Chocolate covered Peeps have never looked as grotesque
as when you press them, sloppily, to your lips,
in pajama pants and my old band shirt.
Puppies and skulls, barely reacting to each other.
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I dreamt last night
of vomiting uncontrollably.
And I woke to get the call—
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She died the day her mother died.
We all saw it.
We watched.
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Lily of the Night


We walked
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