Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



Balancing Act

Stomach sinks-- it's November. The body remembers the Seasons. The brain hangs itself on roadways, plows through closed signs with powered gardening tools. A few blocks flood. Sedentary days damage and correlate twenty new master challenges for sanity and loneliness.... Continue Reading →

October third

Wash Wash The glass sparkles, laying molecules On a tight rope in a pebble garden We seek knowledge in this den Full of ficus trees and Persian carpets Patterns hidden beneath the guests At my October tea party. The full... Continue Reading →

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