I could hear the wind rustling in the corn,a soft undercurrent to the dawn,the day I went away.The sun broke…
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Poetry
Migraine Weather
Thedayaheadwill cool downsignificantlyand I know that my head will hurt. But even so I welcome springand its migraine daysbecause thatmeans…
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Precipitation
Yesterday I replanted a pansy in a public garden.It had been dug out intentionally, I think,though I can’t imagine why.The…
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Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes I wonder why I’m here,Or if my beating heart’s too small;Awaking daily draped in fear,My inner voice begins to…
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Liminal
The last time I visited a librarymy seasonal allergies were acting upand I tried to stifle my coughseven more than…
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Blend
The first time we sang togetherwe started singing along tosome song or otherand it turns out you and Ihad somehow…
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