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John Addiego

John Addiego teaches at an alternative school for migrant farm workers in Oregon’s Willamette Valley.

— From June 1988

Selected Poems

All month I thought of your body, / soft with its delicious baby flesh / and fragile with its hidden bulbs and bones, // and knew you would be torn. / I pulled your small shoulders / closer as the days passed, / and some nights felt the tumor / rise beneath my palm like a burl / in a redwood forest, / worrywart, skullcap / under the duff of your skin.

from “The Operation”

June 1988
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