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PoetryA Love Sonnet Written on the Occasion of the Death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg
I won’t accept death delivered in prose. Darkness fell twice tonight; can we still know what’s real? Give me your hand and we'll compose…
PoetryRick
was this old friend of mine who gave me my first and only award for poetry. it was near 3 in the morning and…
PoetryFinish to Start
I kissed her cheek and whispered, "Good to see you." Snore opened to smile, her eyes looked up. "Hello!" she said like a girl.…
PoetryBedtime, Children!
Beware the old witch who eats lost children. Snuggle closely, my good little ones— warm and tasty from your bath. I will tell you…
PoetryLockdown
It's a conversation between the doorknob and me when I stare long and its glint in fake gold glances back as if for a…
Music, PoetryCyndi Lauper Turns 80
wings on silk dancing small, on fragile fingers dancing, tonight on some kind of neon, pink sea ancient, wooden boats will sail forgotten sailors…
PoetryWith Your Voice
Not just a man who understood the confounding breath of the forest but a man who knew both fire and peace in the conversation…
PoetryHeartsongs—an anagram
Travel into the bitter north Following the shooting star To the fluorescent display that sears The distance. Aurora Borealis. An oath The night vows…
PoetrySHELTERING AT HOME
I come to in the kitchen, leaning against the stove, gripping an empty bag of Trader Joe’s white cheddar popcorn, tasting salt but unable…
PoetrySpying on My Beloved Ghosts
The wood of the old farmhouse still crumbles, paint powdery and chipped. I pick at a flake with my fingernail float from room to…
PoetryLivestreaming My Own Suicide
It's quiet in the yard. Gray-green leaves barely rustle. Sun is out: I need to get off this couch. I was in Tangiers where…
PoetryYou came to me upon the weakness of a rose petal
there is nothing in the night even the moon is probably missing I haven’t bothered to look I remember when you said can you…