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Tony Hoagland — “Please Don’t”

tell the flowers—they think the sun loves them. The grass is under the same simple-minded impression about the rain, the fog, the dew. And when the wind blows, it feels so good they lose control of themselves and swobtoggle wildly … Continue reading

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Tony Hoagland Reads at Inprint

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Tony Hoagland – From This Height

From This Height BY TONY HOAGLAND Cold wind comes out of the white hills and rubs itself against the walls of the condominium with an esophogeal vowel sound, and a loneliness creeps into the conversation by the hot tub. We don’t … Continue reading

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Tony Hoagland – A Color of the Sky

A COLOR OF THE SKY—TONY HOAGLAND (from What Narcissism Means to Me) Windy today and I feel less than brilliant, driving over the hills from work. There are the dark parts on the road                      when you pass through clumps of wood    … Continue reading

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Tony Hoagland – Hostess

Hostess   All I remember from that party is the little black dress of our hostess held up by nothing more than a shoestring of raw silk   which kept slipping off her shoulder – So the whole time she … Continue reading

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