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Autism
She finds the jar in the morning On his bedside table Like a lamp that has gone out. She told him to Punch holes in the lid So they could breathe But he…
Austin Smith
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Fathers-in-Law
This isn’t what I wanted, your father Following me as if I know where I am Going, in these woods I stand to inherit When he dies. What I want is Your…
Austin Smith
May 23
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Hands
An old man told me this at a bar, so keep that in mind. An artist at the end of a career that had been a failure decided there was only one way to be…
Austin Smith
May 22
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Carousel
When the last families have gone home And the girl who takes tickets has left For her next job scooping ice cream At the Union Dairy, the painted horses…
Austin Smith
May 22
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The Luxembourg Gardens
We tried To get a picture of you Mirroring one of the statues. It was one of the last things We did together. You gave me your phone And I watched you…
Austin Smith
May 21
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Drought
I think it must Be just one thing That makes the rain Shy, something Touched every day Or three, a knife Or a lamp string, Things that glint Or sway…
Austin Smith
May 20
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Stage Directions
On the stage: a single tree blossoming over a single gravestone. The tree is a young apple tree in full blossom, almost flamboyantly alive, the blossoms…
Austin Smith
May 19
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Academia
The students are at my digital door With a pixilated battering ram That flickers upon impact. One of them makes it into the room. We sit in boxes side…
Austin Smith
May 18
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Counting Crows
I lost count of how many times We heard August and Everything After, in August and every other Month, but mostly in autumn, On the way to and from…
Austin Smith
May 17
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Emily and Walt
When Emily was born She didn't cry. Her large bright eyes Of no worldly color Terrified the midwife. Walt wasn't born. One day he walked out Of a stand…
Austin Smith
May 16
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Resurrection
It is that hour when Everything turns simple. Silhouettes and shadows. You find yourself Taken like a child Up to her bed On Christmas Eve, Or like a…
Austin Smith
May 15
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After 'Sleep' by James Schuyler
The light grows old so elegantly, Its needing a cane is a style. Sky the blue of apology. Pigeons on the fire escape, Dim-witted, obvious. It’s May now…
Austin Smith
May 14
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