Sweeping, Summer Musing, or How Summer Celebrates Death

My brain is quiet. My heart still. This is a summer rambling. For when the cat's got your tongue. Or mine. And thus I sweep. Just ask the girls. If they see me sweeping, it does not occur to them that perhaps there was dust or pet hair or sand on the floor, and it needed to be... Continue Reading →

From Across the Room

From Across the Room I listened from across the room her giggles and secrets forcing my eyes to stay open so I could hear her make growing up sound as magic as the parade of perfume bottles Chantilly and Shalimar on her dresser, I unscrewed the shiny tops before school to smell my future and she never... Continue Reading →

Divorce in Two Poems, or Two Kisses as it Were, Second Person

April is Poetry Month. Poetry Challenge. Poem a Day. Nos 29 and 30. El Fin. Kiss Away January You put our kiss away tucked it in a drawer below rolled socks, old Valentines and a couple of quarters; underneath that newspaper with Bridget’s picture on it and your Boy Scout scarf. You put our kiss... Continue Reading →

Approaching Storm

Poetry Month. Poem A Day. No. 26      for the girls from decades ago As quiet as snow you arrive at my pillow frightened by the storms that jolt your elbows, that won't release you, they cloud your little girl soul My breath drapes you sill to ceiling back to infancy late night feedings... Continue Reading →

Torture, Cancer, Betrayal, and Flight, Four Poems

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, Poem Nos 18, 19, 20, and 21 Scavenger’s Daughter Their marriage was like a scavenger’s daughter, each day the pressure greater, doubling her heartache. She was broken, her ears bled. He said he’d let up. It was just that he hated his boss, job, dog, car, kids, the mayor. As... Continue Reading →

The Twelfth Fret

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, No. 17 The Twelfth Fret for Sandra The bridge was wide enough only for one dog and me, it crosses an arroyo chiseled out of the red earth like a wound needing sutures and waiting for the flood. “D’ya see those concrete blocks?” a hiker asked waiting for me to... Continue Reading →

Where Does Alone Live?

All the years I pined for alone, and here she is ‘hello’ oh, hello Alone lived on the moon when hormones ruled my household, my own waning like a sweating crescent, and dueling with the girls’, rising in shimmers there was no alone Give me alone Alone had to be invited in, rarely accepted or welcomed, alone was... Continue Reading →

Trains, Planes, Let Go of Your Name

TRAINS I consider Flagstaff, Arizona as the town where I grew up, the second time. When I left Detroit and all of its big, and its loud, and its chill-you-to-the-bone winters, for Anne Marie's first relocation adventure, I didn't know how hard I would fall in love. That little town had me, hook, line, and... Continue Reading →

Make those Bones Stronger

Make Those Bones Strong Make those bones stronger than the sliver of new light, resting on the gutters along his neighbor's roof, promising another day, good or bad, another. Make those bones stronger than his dog’s, where resilience and patience reside, waiting for the jingle of the leash, a morning walk? Always happy for just another... Continue Reading →

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