I had a dream about uranium
I wondered what it smells like
like overripe fruit
like papaya and pomegranates
like peaches and plums
does it smell like life?
fragments of winter
Over the last week or so the the weather in Toronto has been real motherfucking winter, proper negative temperatures, wind chill that has bite to it, blowing snow, Christmas music in cafes, the works. So here is another entry in the my fragments series of poetry.
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Another in the fragments series that is about capital.
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This poem came to me as the first line and then I built on two words: lonely and single to really double down on the theme of loneliness. Secondary theme or word association here is plants.
I’m tentatively putting this in a series of poetry I’m calling Fragments. I want these to be short poems about a single topic.
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