Tag Archives: Jesse Mack

Poem for My Brother

One thing I will never see again is the black squirrel in Union Square the way it dodged almost gracefully my stone which I tossed not exactly meaning to hurt anything & also whatever toy ape it was you threw … Continue reading

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Outside the Body

Smacking somewhat wildly in the slant light at our 3rd floor kitchen window, you were trying to end the already momentary life of a fruit fly, & I saw how easy it occasionally is to be out- side the body, … Continue reading

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