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There are no coyotes in Central Park
but there are parrots clung to the branches like the sugar skulls of Dia de los Muertos branches still kissed by the seasonal fast brought by winter There are no coyotes in Central Park but there is a pigeon that often picks a fight with its shadow nobody wants a fucking pigeon as a spirit guide
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POAETREEHere you can find published and unpublished and never before published and publishy poetry from Thom Boulton, from his collections Prima Materia (2018) and Gebo (2021) as well as his online only collection I Have Eaten The Dead For Breakfast (2022) 
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