Poetry by Kim Nuzzo

                Tyler Cipriani CC



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​i see an old man just this side of his dangerous miles. i know his existence. but can’t grasp it. his desert, his grief. his faith half open. i don’t want to look at him. he will cross the dry land dressed in marigolds. weep in the morning for no reason. like a child of an overlooked creature. wants to yell that goodness is frail.




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I'm hoping the pigeon boy is alive somewhere and that he is telling his story. Always going for the sweet spot. There are people who play a different drum to put their world back together again. He plays in the valley of bones. He shines in a corner of the dark world. The boy sings a wild song to the Spirit but leaves the “spirits” alone. With subtle grace and his satchel of words he crosses the sun.



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Kim Nuzzo is an actor, poet and visual artist from Fruita, Colorado. He is a resident actor with the Zephyr Stage which specializes in presenting original works and he has traveled throughout the country performing in the original one man show, Multitudes, which he wrote with his wife, Valerie Nuzzo, about the life and times of Walt Whitman.

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