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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 3

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