yesterday they carved a space in my bonesdug out pieces of me that my own bodyhad already evicted and now these fresh cut nervescan feel you on the porchknocking the mud from your bootsthey buzz […]
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the chairs
I used to push and pull themwith cheery clang and janglesend them to each otheras violent as a tangoor as gentle as a glissadeand draw the fur of dogs,pull the dust of shedding sunlight,from piles […]
how to lose
My friend, Jodi, lost her dog today. I felt a certain love for Molly because she looks like my Cleopatra, who is old and sometimes lame. I am always worried about my family’s fragility when […]
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