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October thirty-first (the original)

This was the day before the birthday poem: Silence is forgotten tonight the clock ticks variable degrees until the day I was born I see the wildness spread outside where I seek the helpless this is only a mask and... Continue Reading →

October sixteenth

Would it ever hurt to leavethose moments of staring into the mountains?The light tower on Mount Elden— I cry for it, not knowing what will becomeof the heart lost within boulders, greyagainst  the sky and the far off sea. Seven points make... Continue Reading →

October first

Puddle on the bed The angry cries of the cat Have called me from deep slumber He is hurt and cannot move Curled in the warm spot against me The angry cries of the cat Crows warn through the cold... Continue Reading →

McMillan Mesa Beneath Waning Gibbous

August night descend Slow enough to hear crickets Chirping mesa songs

Life is Good

Three words rang through my head today, walking through Sky Harbor. I am at peace holding his hand and feeling. Just feeling. I am so at peace with this feeling.... Everyday this woman, who barely made the effort to really... Continue Reading →

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