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we did okay.
i found a binder full of photos from my preschool years,
lined paper covered in neat cursive
signed by my teachers, women who i remember the names of
and not much else. their voices were warm and the house
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sukkot
and there is room at our table, oh so much room we are simply
bursting with food, we are overflowing,
uniformity is not a problem in our sukkah. we can
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sleepover
we stayed up til one a.m. last night
thirteen girls in a living room simultaneously laughing at nothing
& yelling at each other to please please please shut up.
we had ice cream cake and hawaiian pizza
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it's sunset
step outside
the breeze is blowing
wisps of cirrus cloud
the sky is blue
the geese are leaving
farewell
we say
and don't mean it
mean it please for once
the turning leaves will thank you
Loves
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why i petted the dog on the side of the road on a particularly humid texas afternoon
because i was exhausted and cranky
and it was too late in the week to be walking home
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Buttons
I remember you. We remember you.
You used to come in every weekend with your mother and brother when you were younger. They made you seem like you were made for softer things. They used to pretend like they were made for softer things too. -
where it doesn't wait.
I keep checking
the places happiness once sat,like a pocket
I’ve already turned inside out. -
Improbability
Oh, no, I’m not here
For a reason.
It’s an almost comforting thingThe fleck of light of a chance
The infinite things
That had to go right.
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What You Didn’t Know
You see a mother and her daughter —
Both smiling, both beautiful, both whole.
What you don’t see is the message sitting in her pocket,
Telling her that her husband isn’t coming home from war.
