(A Found Poem) Dear Applicant: Please provide the requested information so this office can make a Medicaid eligibility determination for the above claimant currently confined to a skilled nursing home facility. If the requested information is not received within twenty (20) days, the claimant’s Medicaid eligibility will be denied or… Terminated.
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“May one be pardon’d and retain the offense?” King Claudius, Hamlet The Outback startles them every morning when I crank up and head down the driveway, though they don’t act annoyed that I’ve interrupted their vegan breakfast. They dash off to a safe distance, turn, and stare at me, the last lovely, tranquil scene I’ll
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Blowhard. Buffoon. Dotard. Egomaniac. Madman. Warmonger. If you’ve been following American political news lately, you might think I’m referencing the gossipy allegations from Michael Wolff’s new book about President Donald Trump that leftist media and anti-Trumpers have glommed on to in their latest quixotic attempts to find something—anything—tangible to confirm the view they’ve held since
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“Mom worries about dumb stuff,” Corey told the counselor. “During tornado season, she writes our names on our legs with magic marker.” from Mary Hood’s short story, “After Moore” Any southerner who cannot tell you a good weather story should not be trusted. This is not hyperbole. Well, ok, maybe it is hyperbole. But I’m
Great exercise, walking into your resistance. The dog’s ears blown back like golden sails. The last quarter mile is the hardest. Then, unexpectedly, you cease your assault. For a second, I pretend you’re a conquered foe and that I’m the master of Nature.
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(for Emily Forand and the W119 Faculty and Staff) I envy you. Stamped with the names of all those exciting places. Turned on your side, you look like a squishy old-time Pullman porter’s trunk. Amsterdam London Paris Munich How did you end up here scrubbing dishes in the faculty lounge? No enticing aroma of French
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