Category: childhood
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CVA dreamscape
Since my stroke in September, meds meant to save me are jealous of my dreams. They no longer allow me to walk old neighborhoods hear singing in the park or voyage on rocket ships among the stars. I dreamed I heard a man beating his sons. They were screaming, begging him to stop and I…
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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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Insomnia #67
You wake from a dream unable to sleep Tell yourself that after you die You don’t want to stumble in the dark or get lost between worlds So you will leave a light on at the earth end of the tunnel And then you realize Mom and Dad will be upset You left the light…
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Green bean casserole
Green bean casserole tastes of home, family holidays and traditions as old or older than you. Recipe: two cups green beans one can mushroom soup 1/2 cup condensed milk 1/2 can fried onions stir until well-mixed pour into Grandma’s old Pyrex casserole dish cook at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until all the water…
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pen pals
My two older sisters had pen pals they’d talk about when the mail came I’d steal into their room to read the letters and pretend they were my friends I wanted a pen pal but was afraid no one would want to be my friend if they knew I had a speech impediment, hummed constantly…
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Berry picker
Wet winter walk Sunny spring remembrance Berries thick upon the bush Pick the easiest to gather Eat the plump and ripest ones When the easy harvest is done Reach among the thorns For the tart, the tiny, almost ripe Grateful for a hint of sweetness Held in bloodied hand 12-30-21
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Grey Day Meditation on the Collatz Conjecture
you don’t know what you don’t know and that’s okay because omnipotence must hurt in ways that you don’t know what you don’t know and that’s… 12-19-21
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Irreverent poem written from a prompt
12/14 – See and Hear ‘Teaching the Deaf to See’ On a blind date, Underdog must sniff ass ‘Cause Sweet Polly Purebred looks like Joan Rivers Olive Oyle’s voice is sandpaper on glass Popeye and Bluto fight over bones Tits and sass, Annette Funicello or Haley Mills Walt Disney fantasizes about Tinker Belle Epstein and…
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AARP
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The retired Pied Piper tried to forget What he did to village children Sat on a park bench and thought There was much to learn from a pond: The way it does not flee away to the sea The way reflected clouds and trees don’t pollute water The way a stone will skip before it…
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