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Ann Murphy Fletcher started writing and publishing in 1994. During that time, she has published many poems in such journals as Yankee, The Christian Science Monitor, Georgia Journal, Providence Magazine, Psychopoetica, The Lucid Stone, Ibbetson St. Press, Parnassus, Pegasus, Negative Capability and many more. She has published articles in the on-line magazine Better After Fifty and several in local newspapers especially the Waltham/Newton Tribune. She also has published six short stories and is getting ready to launch a blog about weight loss and maintaining it.
SUBURBAN ANGST
I was in a divey dream
The other night
Drinking Cosmopolitans
With Rhianna and
I knew it was a dream
Because I never drink
Pink drinks when
I’m driving and
I was smoking
Smelly Cuban cigars
Though I lobby against
Tobacco liars and
My legs were not crossed
At the knee corners
And my hair
Was spiked with
Common adjectives
And I was as pierced
As Kabul but it
Felt like Amsterdam
And the leather stools
Had melted into
Biker pants
As slippery as
Shelled pistachios and
I woke up hung over
Well past suburbia
The beat of city heat
Sending me back
To a sweaty sleep
Where a Harley Davidson
Crashed into my Toyota
And I awoke bone jangled
— Ann Murphy Fletcher
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So few words evoking such vivid imagery!