When the Visit is Over
The air feels empty, my flame down to pilot and flickering. At the same time, bereft, and replete. The one...
Kids Aware
At Open Center for Children. the kids lie on mats for naptime, and get their backs so softly rubbed one...
Lace Beneath Our Feet
Mycorrhizal mycorrhizal, say it over, learn it quick. Under your feet as you read this the earth is moving, swelling...
I Send the Hopeful Singing
From sleep to poems, an easy slide, bringing lucidity to the dream of day, But heeding deep I have to...
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