Category: Belonging / Loneliness
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Ruins
The prompt this month for a workshop I host was – Ruins ‘Ruins’ Sometimes it’s an indentation in a mattress Goodwill will pick up in the morning. Where bodies once dreamed now silence sits between cups of coffee trying to remember the last conversation. Recriminations walk among walls of collapsed cathedrals of good intentions, and…
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rescue dogs
Rescue dogs press ribs against chain link fences. Hunger grows fur and learns to whimper. Each carries a story written in mange, cigarette burns, missing ears, limps that predicted rain. When anyone lifts their hand too quickly, a brindled mutt hides beneath a plastic chair. Volunteers call them damaged, but the dogs still wagged their…
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Abandoned rooms
Before he threw his rock he did not know or understand Shattered panes of glass would allow birds to fly in and out Build their nests in abandoned rooms or he would have thrown his rock sooner 5-18-26
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The ‘AND’ of social awkwardness
do you remember playing hide & seek and no one could find you and you fell asleep in your hiding place because you didn’t want to lose and because everyone would have a new reason to hide from you and then you realize everyone is gone and maybe no one tried to find you or…
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somewhere in America
Introverted by nature, she never felt like she belonged. She wanted to fit in, but when she’d introduce herself at parties people would ignore her and laugh behind her back. Until one day in a high desert ghost town souvenir shop on a dusty swivel rack In the corner by the unisex restroom with knotted…
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Augury
I asked if a depressed bird sounds different than a cheerful bird you replied that emotion belongs to the listener and left me sitting alone with my emotions 6-24-22
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once upon a time
He knew she knew that he knew they both knew They were wanting and willing So he left Because he knew He was not capable of love …just yet and he did not want to be Unfaithful to fairytales and myths of love He carried in his head and he did not want to wake…
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Benevolence
You gave at home, in church, on the playground, at team practice and in fights after school. You gave in the backseat, at the office, the drunken party and for a worthy cause. You stole kisses, hearts and candy. You stole time, again and again and again. You threw it away. You disbelieved. You tried…
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