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I’ve felt it rise from the cave of my belly—the animal that is “no, no, no.”
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Hungry
I think I must have been a hungry kid.
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Like a Teardrop
I want us to help each other stay afloat
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To Stretching, to What Stretches Us
I was in the desert alone the first time it happened. So this is how I go out, I thought (hyperbolically, but still).
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To the Moon
And by that, I mean, To You
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My Greatest Fear
Once, I lay in the rust green hull of a tin canoe. Fall had blown its cold breath into the trees, setting them ablaze. When I woke, a gentle rocking had…
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I Give You Otters
This week, a side effect of one of the medications I’m on sort of hit me from out of nowhere.
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Disagree Strongly
aka the Sound of a Million Wings Flapping in Unison—It feels like magic, doesn’t it, a group of individuals becoming not just united but shapeshifter?
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Mourning Walk
Back in spring, I got all Buddha-eyed and accepted pain. Or said I did. A fantastic update and a heartbreak offered up on a scale.
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Whales and Warblers and Human Hearts
What are we here for? What's enough?
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Sometimes We Use a Sledgehammer, Sometimes We Give Tongue
Wind chimes chime. A neighbor dog bays. A seabird joins in. Do the voles have more sense than me?
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From Ocean to Cloud
Cedar rafters in the ceiling guide my strokes—until I reach a cascade of sunlight spilling from a small, high window, and everything disappears. Whoa, I…
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