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Where We Live

Oh, we’ve got our share of glass ……………(houses, ……………ceilings, ……………thrones). We’ve cast the first. We’ve been the last one standing in a pebbled storm. We’ve swarmed the castle. We’ve bled, and mourned; lost and won. Let’s drop our stones and … Continue reading

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In Praise of Phrase

.. This poem is the syllables of my hot-mess heart, the spilling of my song. She aches for Lake and salt and sand and sunrise and a full fat moon. This poem tip-toes on her un -ambic feet, dangles part … Continue reading

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