John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in Examined Life Journal, Studio One and Columbia Review with work upcoming in Leading Edge, Poetry East and Midwest Quarterly.
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ON OUR STREET
We live near a graveyard
where children play
among willows and tombstones
and the ghosts don’t seem to mind.
Our neighborhood is a democracy of sorts.
The sun shines on the living and the dead
equally.
This place suits me.
So does that cemetery up the street.
It’s where I will end up someday
but there’s never any pressure.
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ISACOUSTIC* 
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