Poem Author: James Harms

Never Mind

by James Harms: You were my first in all ways. / You covered your mouth when you laughed.


I didn’t handle it well, a sudden friendship in the Copernicus Room high above San Francisco with a beautician from Stockton. She was in town visiting her father, whose left leg had been removed at the knee. “Diabetes,” she said. “What are you having?” We sat and watched the bay darken like an angry face, …

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