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Will you smoke weed at my funeral or will you pretend this is a serious occasion? I’m not asking for much. Just a little skunky acknowledgment that I lived the way I lived— half earnest, half checked out, always suspicious of authority, including my own. I picture the room: bad carpet,...

The Beard When I was in the Navy beards were allowed so I grew a long beard to somehow remind me of my recent past life During a formal inspection of the crew the Captain of our new Destroyer which was then being built and of which I was a member of the commissioning crew walked to me as I...

Among the many decisions that poets must make as they compose is where to break lines. The approaches generally run the gamut, from "wherever I feel like it" to "with utmost intent." I think you need to be closer to the "utmost intent" camp if you want to be taken seriously. That's because...