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Reunion

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on July 5, 2026| 3 Comments »


 
 
After the kazoos and champagne and hula hoops,
after the blueberry pie, after the napkins folded
and unfolded and crumpled, after the impromptu
parade on the drive, after the house full of laughter
and music, after the glow sticks, the glittering headbands, 
the mountain of dishes washed and dried and put away 
there was that moment when we sat on the couch,
just the two of us. You held my hand. We said nothing.
Like two swallows, done swooping for the day
who finally enter the nest they have built together, 
snuggling at last on the rim. 

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One Citizen

Posted in Uncategorized on July 3, 2026| 2 Comments »

fearing the flag
no longer represents me
I start to fly the flag

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One Strange Gift

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on July 2, 2026| 2 Comments »

 

so grateful to share 
it with you—
this loneliness

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The Unknown Women

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on July 1, 2026| 2 Comments »


 
 
They, too, once had gardens filled 
with succulent dark leaves and firm
swollen roots they planted to feed 
their family, their community, themselves. 
They, too, would walk the rows and tug 
at weeds and make small, quirky bouquets
to take to the graves of their loved ones. 
I don’t know why their gardens are gone now. 
Perhaps covered in ash from wildfire. 
Perhaps bombed out and torn up by war. 
Perhaps transformed to dust by drought. 
Or perhaps they are simply too old now 
to pick up the trowel, the shovel,
the hoe. But the women remember 
how they marveled at the pea vines climbing 
the fence to produce a profusion of sweet 
green pods dangling on the wire. 
I long to feed them from these beds, 
if not the food itself, feed them at least the ongoing
dream of garden, as someday I, too,
will be offered the dream through the hands 
and thoughts of another woman who finds herself
standing in the midst of abundance longing
to share it with all the women who can’t 
find their way into the garden today.
Not knowing how to bless them, I bless them anyway
as I have been blessed, and I transplant calendula,
deadhead the cosmos, harvest
heads of garlic, brush the loose dirt away. 

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