Author: cfblack
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Along a fence line of childhood dreams wild berries once grew Birds would feast among thorns for summer fruit left ungathered Now your bed linens hang on a clothes line with purple bruises scavengers have deposited of half-digested dreams you left hanging on the vine 1-4-20
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Animus Non Novi Anni
knowing that thirstiness consumes my reason my faults mocked my new year resolve I sip hot tea too soon and scald my tongue 1-2-20
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Lot’s wife
(Sometimes, the patriarchy makes you ashamed to be a man) To the woman scripture does not name who cared enough to look back they still preach your story as a cautionary tale of a disobedient wife who cared enough to gaze back at what was lost No one judges your husband a father who offered…
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A Poem for Mark Galli – Thank You
Speak out even if no one listens Whisper if only your friends can hear Sit silent and they believe you approve 1-2-20
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The New Year’s cat
Gray and white tabby sits on a stump bell around its neck watches me dig roots of dead trees the earth has heaved to the surface Gray and white tabby sits on a stump preening in the sun watches me watch him watching me Gray and white tabby jingles his boredom turns his back walks…
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Collecting sea shells
on this last day of 2019 be kind to yourself and remember: sixty percent of who you are will slake your thirst wash you clean or drown you if you let it love yourself and the briny sea that laps your feet within you is an ocean with sand shimmering on the shore awaiting the…
