Category: Book o’ Verse

My son cried out in the middle of the night and I went to him and I picked him up and I cradled him and we rocked for a bit in the sliding chair with a blanket over both of…

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Sudden roar. Minature Thor. Why’d that bee sting my eye for? (with a sideways nod to Robert Creeley) 0

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Sitting and snacking at the local tea shop surprised to be sucking up whole tapioca in a wide straw. Bloop. Endlessly elevating. Fat and flavorless and full of — Bloop. Bloop. Never smooshed though smooshed should be in my not-so-smooth…

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I almost never do this. Almost. Never. So clickety close to never. Not never actually, Not actually “never.” But like — this close. 0

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Cat-pinned warm butterfly me beneath the blanket with my warm beneath the blanket in my crook she’s a tack pinned me down till I flutter flutter stop. she stays warm I can’t move she don’t care. and I stop. 0

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