November stays with you Tree skeletons gone bare and bony Greedy wind snatches handfuls of leaves. Howls through branches A corpse rattle November is amnesia There is no word for summer Sticky with melted ice cream running down fingers Brown streaked painted arms Bodies gone soft under cable-knit. November stays with you Whispering, “stay inside” […]
Fifteen is pencil smudged fingertips Blurred, blended shadows Doubt Scribbled down blue-lined pages of angst Spilled out in erasable form Twenty years later Only yellow smudged pages remain Admit it, you liked being sad. Joy brought nothing but crooked words Foreign as thirty-five’s spectre A meaningless dictionary definition. So you dyed your brown hair black […]
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So, I’ve been neglecting this little blog rather a lot. August seventh. . . *holds head in hands and mimics my Zaydie in a throaty oy-vey* . . . when I was still riding that glorious #Pitchwars merry-go-round. For those of you on the edge of your seats, though it’s quite old news now, I […]
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