fist fights erupt
like bush fires on the street
below my window --
fired today, I fling f-bombs
at my shadow on the wall
Ribbons, 11:1, Winter 2015
Reading More and Writing Better: Cocked Rifle Tanka
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*life is so good*
*why am I dying for this?*
on the hilltop
of the West Bank settlement
he mutters with a cocked rifle
Note: Ls 1&2 allude to the existen...
