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The Man With His Back To The Room

You, Who've Come To The Gate,


will notice his skin which their fires have charred & you will see his nose
is not...but a plastic snout & wires & his ears no longer & no texture but a yellow waxen shine &

you will notice her stumps where there once were hands which could sew & stir the pot & stroke a young boy's face & you may note her silence but will never ask, "What have they done with her tongue."

After: Kosovo 1999

Overview
Barcelona Diary
It's Mother's Day
By Dawn's Early Light at 120 Miles Per Hour
Stiletto
The Man With His Back To The Room
Intimacies, Prose. Poems and Stories
Homage to a Widow
It's Only TV
Improvisations - Chapbook
After Goya
Escapades
Improvisations - From Contemporary Music