Wednesday, October 26, 2022
Grandmother holds me
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Grandmother holds me her bosom boulders her chin hairs mighty pines even covered in snow she blankets me with warmth strokes my forehead wit...
Sunday, October 16, 2022
sol mates
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The sun kissed you before I could stole your lips from the trails they were meant to blaze on my skin to follow the freckled pathways only y...
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
return
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when my heart feels too big to hold i return to the land let my tears water the ground wind stroking my hair in Mama's lap birds callin...
Tuesday, April 12, 2022
Electric company
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When the power goes off in the mountains we snuggled close, letting the electricity of bodies light up the room brighter than any fire...
tickled
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There are not enough fingers or toes to count how much you tickle me — April PAD day 12 - counting poem
Friday, April 8, 2022
Heart of glass
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When they tell you to make art of your pain they don’t tell you that you’re going to feel it so deeply that it rewrites your insides li...
Thursday, April 7, 2022
Blank slate
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I took your words as promises, as plans, but they were just possibilities — April PAD Day 6 - a blank poem
Monday, April 4, 2022
Captivated
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Catching up with you is like catching butterflies elusive and brief but beautiful __ April PAD day 4 - “catch up” poem
Sunday, April 3, 2022
If my life is like a tree
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have I let myself be rooted in the shade of others? Have I turned my leaves toward any shiny object mistaking it for sun? Do the twist...
Thursday, September 23, 2021
Rooted
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when autumn arrives and leaves begin to fall i remember that i am the tree not the golden leaf spinning gloriously to the ground
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