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Growing Orbits




Dead end. That is what the sign said.

Funny how long I’ve believed I could only walk on the road.

It was the deer who showed me how to leap the fence,

how to circle the sign in irregular orbits.

There was no end to the number of paths I might choose.

I was clumsy at first, unversed in this new navigation—

the earth so soft I easily lost my balance.

It was the breath that taught me to pour my weight

first into one foot, then into the other.

My soles relearned how to meet the ground.

It was the clouds that showed me how to let myself

be orchestrated by wind, spiraling like a bird,

as if stirred by some great hand.

Ever since I began circling, I’ve come to see that dead ends

as invitations.

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Eight Dead Ends

signs always warn you
about the dead end—funny how seldom
people read signs


a heroine addict,
still wishing
for a glass slipper


the end itself
was not dead,
only playing possum


bright world
said the supernova


oh foolish woman
believing if she rewrites the sign
the road itself will change


an insurance policy
for enlightenment—
that’s one way to lose everything


scattered like jacks
all these happily ever afters
I thought I wanted


walking into the sunset
I forget
to stop walking

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