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Poem by Scott Keeney

Gravitational Hum   I am not a teacher. I am a fallen man whose thoughts have kept him off the ground or tethered to it depending on how you want to view it, whose paradise is restricted movement with a … Continue reading

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Two poems by Scott Keeney

Cambial Mirror New branches on an old tree, the reductive conformity of seasons, of change. A parrot, for instance, has a large, thick tongue like somebody tell me what this totem means. Just because love is arbitrary doesn’t mean it’s … Continue reading

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