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Heather OC: Week 27 of 208

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We all pay for tenderness;

Listen over morning bowls

Of Rice Krispies popping

And the AM radio static.


Your coffee pot a spectator

Brewing all day long as

You dodge upstairs to write

A sermon or to read

A poem.


I am forever in your debt.

Those Saturday nights marking the

Clickety-clack pace of your typewriter

As it quickened and slowed.  Scent

Of purple ink whirling from your

Mimeograph machine.


Remember how you’d read to me?


People Are Peculiar.


We put so much collateral down,

Knowing in the end

We all lose

Each other. That

It is just

A matter of who will

Exit first.


Leaving the rest of us to

Redeem a lockbox of

Drawings and poems,

Printed leaf bulletins. The

Cash rewards minimal

On this investment.


Kelli Rae Adam's Forever in Your Debt installation at Mass MoCA
Kelli Rae Adam's Forever in Your Debt installation at Mass MoCA

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