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Our New, Old Kentucky Home
No city wants to claim us, they may have good reasons. There’s always a chance we don’t know we’re crazy. So, we’ll just go unincorporated, completely R.F.D.
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Bring Your Girl a Tangerine
Get your ass out in the yard might not last long or get you far reach a ladder into the green bring your girl a tangerine
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Gospel Daddy
Singin’ ‘cause I kiss alright you got to know it, baby, almost every night I say now come to me I’m your gospel daddy
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I Wanna Run the Option
It was in the month of September I’s about four foot tall we lost our first-stringer, boys, and the writing was on the wall, yeah, the writing was on the wall
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The Girl from Instagram
God, baby, I can’t wait to take you home and get you out of those dog ears -- August 22, 2017
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100-Poem Night
(These poems were written in one night. Alvah's goal was to write 100 poems all in one night. He ended up with 24.) 1. That’s the current record. It’s held by an Irishman.…
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It’s Spring Again in Your Homeland
for Amy It’s spring again in your homeland. We obtain the jays with crackers no longer do they fly to the cedar tree instead they sit easily blue on the sill. Can I…
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Down South
There is no South to return to there is no need for you to return. If they could even the sparrows would leave. The
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Dockside with Bing
The pilings had to give way eventually the river can only be resisted for so long now the planks slope down into the water and the river laughs gently against the broken joke…
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Countries, Little Notes
She lives in the habit of leaving things countries, little notes This morning I awoke to this: I’m sorry, last night in the middle of everything I remembered a previous engagement
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Brief Instructions on How to Make the World New
Never regret anything that happens in the Fall when the weather turns people turn cold; leaves fall, walls you fall
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What you said was
how nice would be the morning after we’d slept and awoke to find it fall leaves would have turned and I’d be in love with you.
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The river is at its best
The river is at its best shelve the umbrella we are going wet brown corduroy birds will come out of the mist < /p>
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The Old Man Three Houses Down
1 The old man three houses down spits on his lawn The stairs leading to his house are between five and ten made of brick On them sit eighteen cans emptied of…
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The Air in the House
for Amy Feed us no food lie us in no bed The air alone supports us. Love Alvah –1986
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Simplify
Say it if you can “I’m all talked out my mouth is dry If something lyrical happens it has to happen to my body only” say it if you can
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Predictions
Breaths will be drawn flowers will fold in on themselves cigarettes will be extinguished into tea bags March will wait longer than it should for April People will not touch the things they…