Posts
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Mourning Crow
Crow, past my window,
where do you fly to on this
beautiful morning?
Let us brew some mid-
day coffee and nightly tea.
Bring me to your nest
and hear the early -
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She Saves Sea Shells
It is afternoon, and she is slick
with sea residue and summer heat,
draped in a sheer pearly sun gown.
Minding the sand upon the shore,
crystal waters bring her a shell, -
To Be Softened (and kissed)
I’ll share a moment with you.
The day is lowering into eve
tucked in by our February smoke
the color of whiskey and gravel,
and the yard is reminiscent
like a memory of a memory. -
A GIRL-ISH Retrograde
TWO GIRLS sit on the slanted rooftop of
a suburban house on the Amish hillside,
ignoring the jargoning mosquitos
buzzing around their heads and spectating the
Loves
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She
She knows how intense she can be,
She knows she’s dramatic and overshares sometimes.
She knows she is holding herself back,
And she knows she can be happier.
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Haiku
A few years ago
It used to snow all winter
Now it snows just half
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Morning Thoughts
Forever viridescent under a simple golden hue
Grass and trees and beautiful clouds that shape our world anew
Iridescent skies, viridescent earth, oh what a sunrise
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My Coming Out Story
Growing up when I was younger, I was raised in a very homophobic, transphobic family. I was taught that being anywhere on the LGBTQ spectrum was evil and would send you to hell.
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Christ, or God, or Whatever or Whomever
People’s ideas of Christ here are small, frivolous, watered down with weak will. I could (and have) watch (-ed) Jesus’s (God’s?
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When my hair is a halo in the air
I love trampolines.
I love feeling my strong legs push into the balls of my feet push against the resistance of the springs just before they shoot me into the air.
I love the short time where I am flying higher and higher.