I feel like a word drunk boxer
not wrung out, not yet
standing on the corner
in the river town setting sun.
All my favorite poets
carry a pugilist’s soul
and I am grateful
mine is too.
[Daybook 2026 // Spring 4.10.26]
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Mick Parsons
Poet. Essayist. Fictioner. Steamboat fireman. Bit of a grackle.
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