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Wishings, Longings, Hopes

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Dancer in INkblot

Carytown

One handcuff’s length apart, a silver

Beginning to Make Things Happen

This is not a fungus. Once

Indiana, July

There are mint leaves twining in the garden,

Good Grief! (Grandpa’s Liturgy)

Jed and Evan were there when your attention finally drifted,

Poem in Which Grandmother is Half-Naked

Oysters & zinc.

Hymn

Thanks be to you, Derealization, for the night

Parable of Eyelids & Foreskins

Pray for me, pure Archipelago,

It Keeps Me Out of the Driver’s Seat

I keep having dreams about car crashes.

Slow Down

I do not know exactly when I learned that garbage trucks ran every day and not just on the day they collected our trash. I

The Difference Between Elementary School and College

Pre-loved

I fell in love with Chicago. A smattering of a thousand little worlds. Cities within cities encapsulated by an infinite lake. You

Power Vinyasa

Rituals

When the therapist leaned over to check the time, Paula snuck a quick peek at her yellow legal pad: “midlife, identity crisis,

Under the House

Blood stained Mama’s good hand towel in the kitchen as I tried to keep my left ring finger from falling off. Well, maybe not

Our Bodies Given Up for Them

At the age of sixteen, just one handhold from a boy was enough to convince me that I was worth loving. If I stood myself in

To Build a Home

The flames in the fireplace mirrored the cadence of the evening. Hot and roaring, they won the struggle against the autumn