tonight i learned about the dead boy
who filmed my old stomping ground
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According
some cords desire to be bound
tighter, some anchors prevent
us from floating too far away
Awaiting Autumn
I’m being as patient as possible
Makwa at the Crossroads
There was medicine just lying around,
2 Poems: “Anne, I Understand” & “Sylvia’s Medicine”
Anne Sexton/Sylvia Plath Challenge
I’m Looking Too Far Back
In the pink plastic pail
at the end
of the driveway,
stones and acorns
soak, sky reflections
swirl.
Systems
what is broken
are systems
Dream Vacation
30 word poetry prompt
Now Available!
Poem published in an anthology
Awaiting
Cunning raven,
sing for me