Journal Jotting
Andalusia, pursued by Furies, may have a panic disorder.
Will it work?
$150 per month, divided between the kids by the grandmother.
Will it work? Out?
Zulemma's final workday
misty, warm and gray
cold, though, in the subway.
Coming from both directions
the trains are loud-
vent irony syllables,
throwing down light and kicking up sparks.
Next?
poem by Robert Dickerson
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