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POEM A DAY – August 6 & HEART TOUR IN GODERICH & MORE!

Maps I she says, I love maps!& my body becomes landscapehair follicles rising to mountain rangetufts of hair forest forearms& as she guides me into my gutsI walk them like red caves in sedonamy palm caressing the eroded wallsyears of worry ridging pocketsfear-shucked alcoves bumpyunder my feet, yet I carry atorch. shine light on texturesof… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 6 & HEART TOUR IN GODERICH & MORE!

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POEM A DAY – July 2 & Launch Gallery

Youth in West-End Summer, 1990s I remember summer heat rising like invisible smokelatching on my skin as I walked four blocks to Atkinsonpool for lessons. I remember moisture chaffingmy thighs, wicking in my crotch, blue-one-piece-bathingsuit discomfort, polyester pressure. I remember the concretedeck, rough under my knees as I leaned over a half-nakedboy pretending to be… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 2 & Launch Gallery