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Pandemic Family

Doors shuttered. Connections frayed– we were downed power lines, sparks in wind. The only way, together, we built fires in the dark. Or, we were sailors on a current flowing to the world’s end. What monsters swam the deep where our bow would tip and plummet? Then, news came. New life. Our hopes and fears…

Chasing Sunbeams

The winter days darkenedfrom tilted hemisphere,the snow squall hate that blustersfrom the mouths of men.Insidious clouds of thickened rageblock the sun with their backsto deprive the warmththat grows our crops.In spite of this we sit indoors:the dog, the baby, and I.Neither know the dreadof Sunday scaries or headlines,bad opinions, willful ignoranceof me and my and…

The Girl on Rural Ave

I rented her the roomon the basis of her earrings.Freckled nose, newly thin,collar bones cutsharp like her wit.We gave thankswith spanakopitacranberries and turkey,Tupperware bowls.Her vintage eye,a thrift store hound,she let me wearher green dress once.I did again, without asking.She knew but didn’t say.Vodka smoothies, red-eyed research.David Bowie, drunken curries.The cheap skillet warped.I laughed and ate…

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