When I See a Clothesline
When I see a clothesline, I feel the will to live. Shirts all pinned at shoulders as if the wearer...
On the Clock of Glass
On the clock of glass gold hands go round. Its transparent face looks back at me, sees a child, to...
They Crowd Around My Heart
While I sit so safe in my cozy home, a maternity hospital bombed, babies and mamas blasted in Ukraine, They...
It Was Autumn
It was autumn when I nearly left. I was 18 years old. I had thought I was crossing to the...
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