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Mr. Mann Identifies the Eyes as Organs of Doubt
You there, lay down your arms. It happened across the river, but that place keeps no records. Identify the precise moment light drains from heaven. You can wait for dawn. …
Mr. Mann Acquires Training Wheels
It being the day before Pearl Harbor, which in turn is several years before my birth, it being the year of the dog or was it the horse, no one …
Don’t Lick That, Mr. Mann
His mother warned him. Too cold. He put his mouth on a parking meter. Some people want to taste everything. A way of knowing. And smell. A woman can fill …
Who’s Been Sleeping in Your Bed, Mr. Mann?
Overnight, the flesh changed. The body turned alien. It is someone else. Face, where do you roam? Who is that sitting down to breakfast? Picking up the phone with odd …
Mr. Mann Reviews Mortality, Surrenders His Union Card
Who decided to bar rain and wind from the discussion? The toothed arms of the rose? Outside the window sparrows skirmish among the seed. Check the passenger manifest. No one …
Mr. Mann is Tough to Please
Draw a line across the page. Draw a line in the sand. Pull out your sword, beggar- man thief. Butcher, baker, candlestick maker, maker of lies. Are you grateful, this-man’s- …
Are You Awake, Mr. Mann?
Dangerous, that knock on the door. The heart rests in the body and does not answer. Who knows what sits in the nerves to keep them whole. Then the rush …
Mr. Mann’s Water Breaks
He tried to recapture that moment riding the angel wings of memory. The sudden rend in the clear fabric. The bag of heaven broken. The tear then the rush to …
Muted Trumpets Sounds, Mr. Mann
In the old music sincerity prevailed. Undying love haunting the back story. Transience obliterated. Men and women wailing. Demon lovers. So give me the Duke of Earl, he said. The …
