Tag: poetry

Getting Home in the Snow

My car’s dashboard has a light to tell me I’m skidding, as if the car’s actual skidding wouldn’t be enough indication, and the light was on all the way home from the movie theatre as approaching cars waved their uncertainty at me, getting hit…

Tell Me Your Story So I Can Make It Mine

If a person hears a storyfrom someone who, say, was just talkingand then tells that story to othersI’m wondering who owns the story If the story is about being afraid, so afraidthat one sits terrified, looking out the windowfor a car that might drive…

Old Float

Black tractor tire tube Float little in her pond, gone Without the picture

The Map in My Pocket

There are a lot of hurting people. Sad people, sick people, people shiveringin the dark, people covering their eyes with their hands,sick with grief and longing. I’m not one of them.My hurting times were so long ago, I’veforgotten how to be frantic, how to…

The Blank Page

Not writing can mean Suffocating heaps of words or vacancy, which

Soup Haiku

Soup dog hungry watch Pacing, sniffing, wishing long Pot boils out of reach

June Porch

Of all things, flowers Sun, rings on fingers, suede shoes Luck is the jewel

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