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Hometown Christmas
When we drove through my hometown for the first time, I asked her, "What do you see?"
And she stared at the setting Ohio sun, at the too cold outside with not enough snow, at the streets I called home.
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Writer's Curse
You are a student of a language, warping butter-like words on your tongue.
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I Miss my Grandmother's House
She died when I was twelve
and I still miss her house
with a VHS copy of Cinderella too precious to shelve
She died when I was twelve
and I know it's best not to dwell
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Advent Candles
winter
traditional
candles on the table
Advent is here in flame and fire
It's warm.
winter
transitional
Christmas films on cable
Advent light now frames the foyer
It's warm.
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A Haiku and a Realization
Free verse poetry
overtakes the English tongue
beautiful but sad
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The Beginning
And then there were Two.
There was Nothing and there were Two and they were not in love. Love was not a thing yet, there was Nothing.
One said to the other, "I've discovered I can say words."
Loves
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Why Do You Care?
Sir,
Ma'am,
Mister,
Madam,
Mx,
I hope this does not apply to you, but it must be said regardless.
Why do you care?
But first – do me a favor.
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Teenage Delirium (The Dictionary)
B –
Bones (noun pl.)
/bōn/
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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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How did we get here?
How did we get here?
With a man who lies
and stirs the storm,
who turns hate into headlines
and power into a joke.
