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Moving Over Christmas Break

We moved into the place next door It’s a mirror reflection of the old place The windows, the closets, the mail drop, The heat vents They’re all backwards now The sun shines through the...

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The Arch Nemesis in Three Parts

Part one: 11 years old There is a girl. She is not real. She does not grow. She is always mourning her mother face down, sobbing into her bedspread while I sit on the...

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Dress

  It had been wrinkled and awkward for more than eight years in the bottom of a chest. Once in a while she would peek down underneath the others just to see if she...

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After the Surgery

My yellow teacup children in an afternoon window, Their names were a favorite pastime. My Olives and Stars were put away but not as carefully or as quietly as I would have liked. Try...

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Ekphrasis: The sister arts of painting and poetry

On “Flaming June” by Frederic Leighton Sleeping in a corner at noon on a bench Too small to stretch her full 5’11” Her full figure I warm my hands quietly up close To the...

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A Blue Kite, or Yellow

Once, and a big fat why will pass before I am no longer my allergic me. I am the blue body, dyed the hue of our crummy old couch cry- ing to be replaced....

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Sips

the best view of the sunset is here in the parking lot the sky a mystical light of change if I were to walk to the store just for a sunset and some Fruitjets...

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Rapunzel’s room

If I got to live in a high, high tower in a black forest and away from backyard fantasy I would have round pink walls and round red pillows silk everywhere and would cut...