I Was Just Thinking…
Where is poetry, if not in soft snow, slipping slowly from a crying sky, releasing its babies, like we do, […]
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Where is poetry, if not in soft snow, slipping slowly from a crying sky, releasing its babies, like we do, […]
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Have you ever stepped out on that wide first step, the landing, the top one, looked down like you were
Weird weather tonight, warm November, with a moaning wind that makes the dogs a little nutty. They stiffen their ears,
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Ten years ago, I called them Nazis. It just kind of came out, you know? I’d climbed beyond angry –
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Adderall forces a mind to its knees like a hostage. But it never worked that way for me. See, I’m
Pain is an aging police officer. It sleeps lightly, still on call. It moves slowly sometimes, especially in the morning,
I finally figured out why I’m all about peace-wanting. But does it really matter why? Peace is a staple food.
how late is too late? when tomorrow remembers today but you forget who’s in the picture? that soft-grinned girl in