Tag Archives: Damian Rucci

A Poet’s Prayer

There on West Front Street where the bay crafts us a pearl from the setting sun silhouettes dance dusk away smart phone bohemians talk poetry behind cigarette smoke Thursday is our sabbath deep in the jowls of suburbia we pray, … Continue reading

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Corners & Eternity

These fingers have been writing poems this week and I’m not sure what drives them to do so but I know some nights I want to be remembered after this crazy ride as another paragraph in a literature book if … Continue reading

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Bathroom Stall Poetry

I’ve been trying to write poems for days now but nothing comes I can’t make the words sing This is nothing better. This is wasted thumb movements mindless text written in the bathroom stall at work. I’ve been thinking of … Continue reading

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