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Melissa R. Benham
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them in the circuits the batteries & turrets I leaf house a small bowl of flash back out the twenty-first century earth test
it makes my working-ship awkward fortune-hunting in the AM the sun over my head there’s something outside the cockpit then: oh.
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house, sit, straighten and corrode clocked as shameful topless as morning
the final tap-dance was done prettily and aimlessly
there is a threshold to this sophistication, I promise they are but the threshold plea-bargaining involuntarily with the gate-crasher
rueful as any teens
Dear Door,
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Melissa Benham, a native Jersey girl, is busy planning her 24th move in 35 years. Presently, she lives in Oakland with her husband, Brent Cunningham & their almost 3 year old, Mina, whom created the last poem selected here, titled "Dear Door." Melissa is the author of codeswitching (Subday Press), and the chapbooks repronounceable and surrealistic object vs. narrated dream. Since its inception in 2004, Melissa has been the curator & host of the Artifact Reading Series, which has only moved 4 times in 5 years.
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