Tag: Ken Poyner

Calming Experience by Ken Poyner

Calming Experience Today all the girls are Molly, all the boys are Ted. Forget yesterday’s names. They no longer apply. Everyone write your own name tag as legibly as you are able. The act of writing more firmly fixes fact in memory. You cannot recycle old name tags. Commitment to the new must be as …

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Abilities by Ken Poyner

Abilities  His wife thinks he goes wandering in the park to watch the girls walk their dogs. She imagines him redreaming the unbreakable legs, the jangling breasts that look forward and not down, hips that have remained mindful of use, eyes that have not seen disillusion; their sway and tramp as they manage to keep …

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