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Christmas Morning

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on December 26, 2014| 3 Comments »

What was it under the tree
I was hoping for—perhaps
forgiveness, not the kind
you can tie up with a bow,
no, rather the kind
you don’t even know is there,
except you notice you can’t
stop laughing and everything,
even the awkward scale
you carry in your breath,
even that seems luminous,
some small, amusing scrap
of heaven.

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Sometimes a Chance

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on June 4, 2013| 6 Comments »

Laying beside
someone asleep,
listen to their tide
of breath. They
are like shells
held to your ear,
reminding you
how we come
from the sea.
Put up your sails
and travel here
in the morning’s
small dark hours.
Never mind you can’t
read the currents.
Never mind you
can’t remember
your name or how
you got here,
how to get home
or why you came.
There are no
anchors. No
horizons. The
waves are never
quite the same.

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More Practice

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on May 23, 2013| 7 Comments »

There I go again,
thinking that if
life were different
it would be better.
In specific, I wish
that you were different.
Which is to say,
more like me.
Which would,
I do not need to think
long about this,
be a total disaster.
Okay, so that’s not
what I want, I don’t
know what I want,
I just know that I don’t
want what is. And that,
I don’t need to read
Tricycle magazine
to know this, is the recipe
for unhappiness.
Okay. So I tell myself,
pretend everything
is the way it should be:
You the way you are.
Me the way I am. And
all those other folks
screwing up too, just
like screwing-up you,
just like screwing-up me.
And then there’s the goldfish
that died in the middle of it all.
And the rash that came back.
And the news. There is always
the news. The night leans in
to laugh at me.
I lean back, knowing
I won’t be caught.
For a moment,
I almost believe
that everything’s for the best
till I see the one who thinks
she has to think that,
and then I’m falling again
into the night’s leaky net.

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Five Unfinished Businesses

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on May 20, 2013| 6 Comments »

don’t blame me
if the apocalypse comes
before I’m done dusting

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everything
that’s been taken from me
was first given to me

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how easily we say
these words, next week,
as if it will come

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why we plant seeds—
because we’ve made a life
out of old tomorrows

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even though
it’s the thousandth rainbow
still running to look

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Two Simple-ings

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on May 8, 2013| 2 Comments »

still blooming
that apricot tree in my
rearview mirror

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playing Schumann
for forty minutes
it’s the only news

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Wish List

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on December 3, 2012| 4 Comments »

Not just your eyes,
though that, too,
not just your words,
I want your softness.
I want all the walls
around us down.
I want to stand
out under that big
starry sky and know
nothing except you
and me and big
starry sky. I want
your quiet. I want
your core. And I want
the thoughts under
your tongue, the ones
you keep there
afraid they will hurt
if they come
into the air,
small puffs
of vulnerable clouds,
and then I want
the strength to
be hurt and still
stand with you
there, open
as the field,
as the sky.

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