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Any Chance by Kim Gewin

Posted on August 29, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

Any Chance After Bui Giang (1926-1998) Any chance the four winds halt Who would brush August dust with two hands

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Katrina by Kim Gewin

Posted on August 29, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

Katrina Nowadays you do not need travel south to read North America’s third world

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To Whom I Shall Sell The Moon by Kim Gewin

Posted on August 28, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

To Whom I Shall Sell The Moon After Han Mac Tu (1912-1940) To whom I shall sell the moon that lies on the branch of the Crimson Bottlebrush

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Sun Grave by Kim Gewin

Posted on July 9, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

Sun Grave Jim Gewin (1954-2005) beyond the gate, a sun grave C++ grief light bouncing

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Whole Bench by Kim Gewin

Posted on July 8, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

Whole Bench Go West Six Feet Down Four Walls Eight Directions Personal Space

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The Three Bloated Corpse Raft by Kim Gewin

Posted on June 19, 2015 by Monsieur K. — 1 Comment ↓

The Three Bloated Corpse Raft the three bloated corpse raft clinging for their lives boat people

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New Tomb by Kim Gewin

Posted on June 16, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

New Tomb new tomb bomb hit foul air

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Saigon Summer by Kim Gewin

Posted on June 11, 2015 by Monsieur K. — 1 Comment ↓

Saigon Summer nine children under tin roof night hot like day cockroaches fly

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Saigon Rain by Kim Gewin

Posted on June 9, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

Saigon Rain Ho Chi Minh street river to the knees motorcycles stop dead three wheel cycle runs

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In Summer Rain by Kim Gewin

Posted on June 4, 2015 by Monsieur K. — No Comments ↓

In Summer Rain in summer rain children take a chance showering naked on the dirt road

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