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Canticle

There is a             ray of sun like a gate             opening the garden like a gate My brain can’t Continue reading →

Can you say “sly as a wasp”?

The bumble bees are sharing an inside joke You can tell by the way they look contemptuously Over their shoulders Continue reading →

This is for that girl

“This is for the girl right now hiding in the bathroom stall with two pink lines on a pregnancy test Continue reading →

Lot’s wife

That she knew a final view of her home was death Was not enough In the end she could not Continue reading →

Sparrow

More than a hop Less than a tesseract Stop Start Static Dynamic A sparrow moves through the flower bed Staccato Continue reading →

Too cold for May First

The overcast sky is a tattered blanket That some toddler god Simply refuses to relinquish If I pull at the Continue reading →

One of those days

I shouldn’t get teary Just because it’s raining on a Saturday And I spilled the coffee And couldn’t snap my Continue reading →

A blessing and a curse

I use my mother’s silver spoons Every day Though I was literally born with them (Not in my mouth But Continue reading →

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