Electric company

 When the power goes off 

in the mountains

we snuggled close, letting the

electricity of bodies light up 

the room brighter 

than any fire ever could 

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April PAD day 11 - powered 

Blank slate

I took your words as 

promises, as plans, 

but they were just possibilities 

—

April PAD Day 6 - a blank poem 

Captivated

Catching up with you is 

like catching butterflies

elusive and brief but beautiful 

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April PAD day 4 - “catch up” poem 

operating system

is it just a quirk
in the system
that those who are dying

on the frontlines of injustice
across our country
are mostly black and brown?

or is it built into
the system to 
oppress those with skin tones

darker than the colonizers who
stole this land?
I'll say: it's no quirk.




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April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 22: quirk

World pieces

There might be dark forces
currently at play
but there is also light

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April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 5: purpose

IQ test

"Oh, you're a smart girl,"
he said, as
if I was somehow less

attractive because of my intelligence.
"I guess so,"
I said and walked away.

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April PAD Day 5 - Poetic Asides prompt: intelligence

Grounded

the crows outside my window
know I feed
my dog at 8 a.m.

every morning they show up
to nibble the
leftover kibble and laugh at

the grounded little lives we
choose inside the
worry, the routine, the glass

prisons we call home, cars,
restaurants, and offices,
never learning to fly free

Thunderstruck

He struck like lightening, 
brilliant and 

faster than the blink 

of an eye blackening 
silently 

before the thunderclap 

Communion

I worship at your
altar drunk
on our communion

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April PAD Day 24 - faith

A little death

The death begins when
you simply
walk into the room

First, you steal my breath
Then my thoughts
and all my senses

The rigormortis
of anxious
anticipation

stiffens each muscle
as you walk
in my direction

You kiss my flushed cheek
and this world
all but disappears

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April PAD Day 18 - life or death

In the moment

I stopped searching for
happiness
and chose joy instead

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November PAD Day 6 - happy now

Sunsets

You rode into the sunset
disappearing behind a
horizon of your own making

I the steadfast sun and
you the earth
turning ever away from love



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November PAD Day 30 - disappearing

S.O.S.

I never sent
the letters I wrote you
turns out that

the scribbled words
were really more for me
than for you


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November PAD Day 21 - secret message