One Year Without Nickel

  One Year Without Nickel   Nickel!   Gosh, I fucking miss you with me: sitting inside at this dining room table desk writing this thing I wish didn’t need writing, and you: in the backyard behind me covered in all the love I’ll always have for you and random snake shit and the neighbor’s …

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A Month Without Nickel

A Month Without Nickel   Sleep is an old vacuum cleaner from the 1950’s The kind they used to sell door to door Most now buried and the ones still around Don’t really work anymore   And when I do sleep The dreams eat all the floors Until I wake up perpetually exhausted again With …

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