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Bile & Salt
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I tasted black bile the night that he died
When my stomach turned out whatever was left inside
It wasn't that much
Salt and scrap paper left by the bed
They seemed almost arranged to draw these thoughts from my head
He used that cane in the corner instead of my hand
It was the pain in the riddle of that kind of man
Like we'd ever think less of him
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North Adams Rd.
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She takes the long way home
To them now
She takes North Adams Rd.
Switchbacks and greening trees
The gravel banks and the easy lean
And inertia pulling her down
Like an animal sleeps
Ears up and listening for death in the dark
Quick breath and barely asleep at all
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Joseph Mooradian Nashville, Tennessee
Joseph writes all the time and records some of the time.
His recent collection, Hummer, is
about shootings, smiling, the plummeting bird population, laughing, and even (unfortunately/briefly) politics.
When he’s not writing/recording, he keeps busy in Nashville, TN, with domestic life: reading, walking, working on his house, cooking/eating, and watching plenty of stuff.
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