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The rain crackles on the corrugated roof Like popcorn exploding in the microwave. A great blossoming of gloom shrouded  The patio where we would once sit and toke and sway,Muted occasionally by the evening air traffic. The doleful Digitaria stretched its fingersWide and swarmed our well-neglected lawn.The old grass barely put up a fight,Submitting toContinue reading “The Cats Don’t Come Around”

Back when our hearts had curfews We’d catch them sneaking in, Tell them to be careful out late wandering. It’s no use. They must bruise to grow their arteries, Must come home shattered [WeepingGaspingShaking] As we nurse them back to full capacity; Praying that they will land on their feet, Whether or not it SucksContinue reading “Petulant”

an expansive succession of months, stillness and volcanic movement a blood-bathed hacksaw  taken to the hedgerows of my life unfinished in its infinite divisions and I never could wrap my head around calculus  the ungraspable whole so I draw focus to the minutiae: rain pooling in the open palms of nasturtium; the afternoon sun inContinue reading “twentytwenty”

the night is still the sun, an overripe persimmon descends through a shroud five hundred cockatoos take flight an evening squall: our warning from the south wind like a melting glacier, an avalanche through a chasm takes our breath away we hold our hands to our faces, stare into the rising cloud a dark fungusContinue reading “our mother, burning”

Here for a good time, perhaps not a long time;Sometimes our gold years just don’t quite align. One man’s beginning is another woman’s aftermath;The scythe of time tearing wheat from the chaff. The shuttle carries my thread across your weaving;We all show love through different ways of leaving. Our hearts have a limited capacity, apparently;YoursContinue reading “Room for Rent;”

The only actions that seem to carry any value in the face of death are those that reduce the suffering of our fellow persons and those generations who are still to come. How many times have I walked roads paved over and over by the long-dead generous of spirit? Nature is an unfathomable spectacle, butContinue reading “Empathy in the Face of…”

Grandparents. Who knew I would miss them so much – that I would yearn for that wrinkled touch? I look at him and I see a shadow of a man and it scares me. He closed himself from the world so I closed myself from him. When I see him I see me, or atContinue reading “Out-of-Touch”

Long before the currently mandated separation, I felt familiar with this distance. As a child of the internet age, I often recall episodes from my past that never entirely happened — at least not in the physical world. Moments of real connection and emotional substance neutered by pale colour palettes and sterile displays. Now thatContinue reading “This Digital Weight”

Salty rims and too-warm wine it took me two minutes to do my makeup in the rear vision mirror hands trembling like stuck cicadas as they slide closer to my knees i’m so late, (28!) Unshackled, undone the nail in the coffin of my aborted marriage a life in ruins and I’m high on adrenalineContinue reading “Jesus Came to My Birthday Party”