Tag Archives: April PAD 2016

It’s the (Dead) End of the World as We Know It

… We have a way of constantly falling in love, out of love, off of cliffs, into the great abyss. We crave the great ebony nothing like a drug, shrug our shoulders at the slight pauses, the subordinate clauses, the … Continue reading

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Showing Up on the First Day in Two Different Shoes

.. The automatic coffee maker does its job that morning. The alarm clock, notsomuch. Now in a rush, I carefully choose clothes that say I am a responsible adult, a dependable, reliable soul who will certainly be a major asset … Continue reading

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this poem is a happy hazard

… it’s wearing both a caution sign, and a Ha -kuna Matata t-shirt. it has flirted with the idea of getting a tattoo, but it can’t decide between the angel wings or a skull. it’s all define me define me … Continue reading

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The Importance of Being

.. Earnest, we’re seeking more than all this scattered skin, some place inside ourselves we might be -gin to hide. Stop hiding. Un -mask ourselves to sun. Be come one (come all) with the concept of un -knowing. The essential … Continue reading

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Important Overdue Notes to My Oblivious Former Selves

.. Don’t do it. Just don’t. It’s not worth it. It won’t be worth it. Don’t say that. Just listen. Your mama knows what she’s talking about. Don’t love him. Just don’t. He’ll ruin you. You might have been ready, … Continue reading

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Import Aunts™

.. Their names are Bessie and Gussie and they’ve got things to buy. Bring truck, bring barge, bring bussie; these ol’ gals are on a cashflow high. From catalogue crazes to Amazon haul, they’re orderin’ stuff by the trunkfuls. But … Continue reading

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Sea Song

(for Justin)   .. Come, grow old with me in a salty shanty by the broken sea. I’ll braid my hair, silver as moon sliver. You’ll hold my papered hands between your own. We’ll watch our children, grown (and children … Continue reading

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insolent daisies

.. after, she rips the heads off of each and every one of them, with their little white ……..( l i e s ) petals; opts instead for dandelion’s breeze-blown   r   o   a   r.   .. … Continue reading

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S t r e t c h i n g toward the sun.

…forgetting the things which are behind, and stretching forward… – Philippians 3:13 .. Some days, the only way to exorcise your demons is to sway in a furious breeze. Just ask the trees. They’ve been doing this tai chi thing, … Continue reading

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