96 feels like 107,

Was suppose to be.in the eighties, Oops, Weather.people.also.forgit.to.mentiontaon this morning Nice littke suiprise,, Goddess I.hare.flies,, Kitty kitter came n today, Forty pounds, Got ti.drag it in then off then off to load books on.Pamgo, Have over a.thosand.to relist.

107

107 my car Gas Quasqueton Iowa $4, Sir Pete loaned me 10 from a.20, Said I.coukd use it.all if I neede to, I.SAID i’d like to get some popcycles. Pete sais.whatever.you want, I wanted to.survive.today, I didn’t want to have to go out in the.hoorid.hear To a car 107 degrees, Pennt.then adter.knowinf all I haveContinue reading “107”

Unknown

Fell asleep, Like myrdered.victim, Flies everywhere, I was non plus! Hot no air I.ha e only.fans At.one.point i turned on.the house, Stupid.mobile.home refused to turn off, Pity US government is mealy about Global Warming,.no one would still be.usingnplastic bags, Everyone.would be SOlar, This is a state of Emergency! Our home, The earth is being murdered!Continue reading “Unknown”

Read by

Other poets , Read me, When I say Just Val, My friend in Arizonia Ruth thinks I see myself as not enough, I see myself as a poet, A writer of blank verse, A journalist, A writer, I dated a woman who said, ‘What gave you the right to call yourself a writer?’ What rightContinue reading “Read by”

101,Quasqueton,Iowa,feels like 116 outside,

Add ten that’s what 6 feels like inside a mibile home, Socks made the long walk back from front of my mobile home, Can’t breathe, Glad I got done this morning, , Rowley,Iowa,says 104, Feels like 124, Much hotter then last year, So mobile home feels like 110, Lovely, Not! https://www.wunderground.com/weather/us/ia/quasqueton/52326

Total Ass

Total ASS! Just called this lesbian Iowan butch poet ‘Wierd!’ Thanks,  I was unsure I would ever fit with the.greats, Its just such a relief sitting in my book .obile writing with that affirmation, Of course , this empath poet is crying, I fit! Longfellow ,Shakespear,a friend named John, A.New Yorker! I fit at Sixty-five,Continue reading “Total Ass”

Triple digit heat

Iowa, From norgh to douth, Northern Wisconsin,nineties tomorrow, Southern Wisconsin onedred and twelve Too damn Hot My Ruth is in Arizonia, They had one hundred and eighteen, Their Saguaro, like gentle giants, fell to their death, At night, when it’s supposed to be cool like the seventies, Their arms lower, so they xan breathe, ItContinue reading “Triple digit heat”

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