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Damiana, My Beloved
She runs energetically, youthfully, & playfully across the seemingly never-ending meadow – with overgrown grass the color of shamrocks –...
Jimmy Broccoli
Apr 12, 2024


God of the Earth, God of the Ground
The forest floor – it is covered with fallen Autumn leaves, fallen twigs and branches – and fallen trees - The mosses and the grasses...
Jimmy Broccoli
Apr 7, 2024


The Gentleman Kenny
“Red is too simple a word – it is too common to be used for such an occasion! Instead – I pronounce you scarlet – no, I pronounce you...
Jimmy Broccoli
Feb 27, 2024


It Would Be Very Nice If You Woke Up Now, I Say
“It would be very nice if you woke up now”, I say as I hold his hand within mine – as I’ve held his hand within mine every day for weeks...
Jimmy Broccoli
Feb 27, 2024


It Is What I've Become
I wake up in my own vomit – It’s on my shirt - it is all over much of my pants and all over the floor around me – it’s beneath me – I’ve...
Jimmy Broccoli
Aug 11, 2023


Skinhead
My mother speaks softly – yet, with urgency and with passion – her mouth very close to my ear So I will clearly hear her – so I might...
Jimmy Broccoli
Aug 7, 2023


Farewell to the Fairground
A Styrofoam cup, crushed ice (perfect) and lemonade – it’s freshly squeezed… The man with the greasy hair smiles at me with an...
Jimmy Broccoli
May 5, 2023


It Never Really Leaves You
“…and nobody wants to hear about it anyway”, she says ____ She lifts her drink slowly to her mouth as the ice cubes angrily clink against...
Jimmy Broccoli
Apr 18, 2023


Close
He bounces the ball in my direction – and I bounce it back to him ____ Our days and nights consist of jumping on backyard trampolines,...
Jimmy Broccoli
Apr 18, 2023


He Was What We Knew Then as Retarded
He lived one street over – his name was Edward… He was what we knew then as “retarded.” [my eyes drip liquid regret and shame as I write...
Jimmy Broccoli
Feb 15, 2023
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