Category: work
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Dreaming in My Daughter’s Upstairs Bedroom
Last night, I walked old streets once vibrant I stood looking in abandoned factory windows saw faces dripping sweat and laughter a Cadillac slowly turned the corner windows down, no one inside it turned down an alley and was gone I looked back and the street was remade with shops and row houses folks walked…
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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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Insomnia
In the middle of the night it is worse – everything is quiet you feel rain on the roof smell dry leaves rustle in trees hear musty spores propagate in the yard outside your door You sit on the edge of your bed trying to calm the swirling feels that keep you awake at night…
My husband's poetry 