Best Poem of M.C. Bruce

Adieu, Amy
Rough angel, switchblade heart
tattoo my tongue to your leg
pull me down and let me feel
the flames of wherever you are bound. . . .
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Blessed Gray
For more than a year
It has been unreasonably dry,
the skies refusing to cloud,
the rain staying away from us

Like an ex-girlfriend angry
over some perceived slight.
We walk the streets of bone
muttering about how long

it has been since the skies opened
and we were pelted with . . .
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