H o w i e   G o o d

T h e   N e w   N o r m a l

 

It can become tiresome, 

all this point, counterpoint.

Nobody seems to realize 

we should eat nothing but clouds. 

Linger someplace too long

and contexts begin collapsing.

I’m sailing with the rockslide, 

a crumbling yellow moon. 

I’ll be back by my next birthday, 

attractive, hip, cradling a lamb, 

the lamb looking a little uncomfortable.

 

 

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Annie Stenzel

 

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Rupprecht Mayer (i)

 

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Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco

 

Kyle Norwood

 

Milla van der Have

 

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Howie Good (i)

 

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Todd Mercer

 

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