for someone else – Page 6 – My husband's poetry

Cora Lee

Aug 8, 2022

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in Death & Afterlife, for someone else, health /doctors /hospitals

On First Thursday evenings I imagine you standing in robe and slippers staring down into a cluttered living room Before you passed into a diabetic coma landing all bruised and broken at the bottom of a rising stair 8-8-22

small town Norma Jean

Aug 7, 2022

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in dreams, for someone else, sexism

I have a friend with a body electric Curves geometry theorems cannot define She wants to be famous And once acted in a vanity film, The director and his band of mighty men Covered in fake gore She gets calls for after hour non-speaking roles Complains when her body is all he sees Falls asleep…

haiku for an ADHD partner

Aug 5, 2022

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in ADHD, for someone else, haiku

stand at open door look for one more thing to do lateness becomes you 8-5-22

haiku for England Charlie

Jun 29, 2022

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in for someone else, haiku, War & Politics

tiny dinosaur believes God ordained his rule prays to asteroids 6-30-22

haiku for ol’ Cuebald Bilious

Jun 27, 2022

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in for someone else, haiku

Dave Mullis advises in a time of spider webs let your wife go first 6-27-22

group chat

Jun 3, 2022

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in for someone else, love, social media

They met in a graduate research lab at college, consummated in a hot pile of desperately removed clothes after a drunken cohort party so it seemed completely appropriate to breakup in a group chat while he was in Antarctica on a post-doc assignment. 6-3-22

Advice for a friend

May 20, 2022

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in for someone else, friends, sexism

You dream, you think, you want what he can be, but is not; move on. 5-20-22

Goodbye to a friend

May 11, 2022

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in for someone else, friends, grief

morphine drip prescribed soul flashes light in the dark outside I sit train wails goodbye 5-11-22

Definitions

Apr 29, 2022

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in eating, for someone else, love

Food is never Just about eating Neither is sex Just about pleasure… The push and pull, The friction and release. Walk away From anyone Who tries To tell you different. 4-29-22

for Nora Valdez

Apr 23, 2022

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in for someone else, immigrants, Racial & Social justice

After waiting a million years to be undressed from stone she’s thankful it was a woman who held the chisel. She waits on Lady Street with swollen feet and a child on each hip for a bus, for food, a home, for politicians to stop playing politics …because it’s not a game. 4-23-22

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