A series of short vignettes for locals
to be enjoyed separately.
Nothing more picturesque
or queer, the old woman
on Scarborough beach wearing
gold jewelry and a black bikini.
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Jamestown trail parks.
a small corner convenience store
conceived as a state.
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I'll drive the bridges with you,
walk across horse farms,
collect wasted art works from
the dumpsters and
drink lemonade.
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Revolutionary libraries
in the Capital city, the
shell of a man named
Vincent "Buddy" Cianci.
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Lacrosse in the spring
with Catholic high school
spirit Gothic tweens
of Situate linger.
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New york tourists
inhabit our beaches,
block the most breathtaking
views hidden in cliffs.
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Burrow in cemeteries
on a South County trail,
sail boats catch the wind
of yesterday.
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And the Islands, from
Prudence to Block,
energy driven and
old as the sea.
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Try to hide from anyone
or anything in this state.
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the magic music temple
where I leaped from one
fated love to another. he
said i had fantastic breasts.
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strange white vans driving
about and the Indian Elephants
prancing with dinosaurs in the zoo.
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Like a secret I keep in my locket,
worn casually at Jackie's Galaxy
restaurant of Johnston.
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the most
magical of dreams are dancing
at the Bottom Line of Warwick.
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Cumberland, Burriville
filled with ice skating fools!
Dunkin Donuts cups
lay in their cars until June!
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There is no place like Cranston,
or its neighborhood school.
Garden City, Solar Process, the world's largest
outdoor swimming pool.
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I add r's when not needed, and
drop them with ease. I go
to the beach when it's 60 degrees.
Oh Rhode Island, Rhode Island
A home by the sea.
