by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
Gentle mods and rockers
stand-up comics
weak arguments
in small parts
of enlarged memoirs
snarky remarks
like gender-swapped
old dictums
of sexy drifters
free-falling
crab crawling
in mourning
like hind quarters
on short walks
where density is healthy
with a wink and a nod
against a scarred backdrop
on the morrow of might nots
screwed up blown up
unknown body blows
exorcising ghosts
on the touchstones
of secluded swimming holes
bathed in the glow
of glazed herringbones
hundreds of years old
read below the fold
as steel noodles
in sculpture shows
not necessarily
all-knowing
like tiny sky-lighted
mighty busts of ire...
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