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Hope comes towards me
crawling on it’s belly, ears back,
tail tucked, protecting vulnerability

Baby geckos scurry
Along the railing,
Looking for safety.

there is an eroticism to insecurity

Another bleak day in Chicago, green
threatening waves on Lake Michigan
and sepulchral black tree branches
along the shore but indoors our vases
burst with cheery flowers

I hadn’t seen my sister in years so when I got to town I took her to the mall, where over cheese soup and a martini she tells me our grandpa murdered a man.

The Irish phrase mar dhea /“mor ya” is characteristic of Irish English speech. A skeptical interjection used to cast doubt, dissent or derision (or all three) on whatever phrase or clause precedes it. In a previous life I would...

Evening breeze on a
humid summer night
cracked car windows,
play grounds,