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A single windowpane called to me, Through a velvety furniture maze In the fancy living room Do not touch Do not sit on those fine things Swirls about my busy mind I ignore this voice Floating to the soft wingback chair. The...

Judy Collins did you pass today? Why must the indie radio play your sorrowful tune? As I drive under dreary New Year Day’s skies, Along the Connecticut shore. My sister was that clown Was she eight? In a hand -ewn costume The...

This was father… I said, Reach! Reach further! Through the thick space and time The continuum. You can reach us! But over the years, He retracted his enormous hands, He curled his index finger back And turned Walking...

When I was a kid I felt like a badass Riding my bike no-handed When I was a teenager I felt like a badass Getting my license When I was in college I felt like a badass Riding on the back of my boyfriend’s motorcycle When I was a...

thoughts of you greet me with each new day one day further from your presence here yet, missing you grows stronger with each day passed thoughts of you hover near as each day draws closed one day further from your presence here...

night-long dream my plane’s fate unknown surreally, I waited for news wakening to this new day grateful when awake obvious it was a dream in the night, so real now I’ll remember for future dreams the dead don’t...

start with silence all eyes on director begin and blend horns strings drums organ sing sing sing Allelujah Chorus maybe Battle Hymn sing sing sing sweat beneath the robes heart rate rising oxygen levels depleting sing sing sing...

after catastrophe some say there are no words soul maybe we turn Allah Lord Jesus Buddha etcetera time is a propellant moves us forward reluctantly or with fortitude can take us back as well maybe we find a semblance of grace...

My little sister said you’re getting hair down there. Flushed, I said I know hoping she’d disappear. How unfair and beyond my control. My body had become full of so much I had to hide– explorations in the dark. I imagined...

The president dances beside the microphone the war is going well, no reason to doubt him, while people wave their signs while people wave their signs cars honk in loud support, in thousands of cities millions of protesters...