Puce, late 80s Mid-summer. A for-free cottage. My mom’s ex-boyfriend’s generosity exposed in hot sand. A tennis court out front. red leather chairs that ripped the back of my thighs. ketchup and mustard. Boiled hot dogs. The blue and red dots of Wonderbread bags. Mastering the front walkover on sand-covered crabgrass. A lake we couldn’t swim in. The boy my sister… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 3
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POEM A DAY – July 1
walk …how the deciduous trees smell like wet towelsthe elm trees smell like sneeze-spit dried on an armhow both the man walking his dog and the womanwalking her dog say hello… how the constructionworkers say good morning to each other and everyother orange & black traffic pylon is brand newthe dust of the hot, hot… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 1
POEM A DAY – June 30
Day After Book Launch (breaking the rules) Haiku she hears the trees fallingin the forest, we are the treeswe fell in love Friends...mourners...lovers! I am overwhelmed with love and magic and the power of profound connection. Last night's launch was a spectacular event involving over forty strong bodies, forty open hearts, forty beautiful minds...and I… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 30
