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Themes of distant yet frequent death and subsequent unsettling grief
This place is not a welcome place. Autumn is ending. Death is close.
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The universal gesture for peace
Each time we play cards, I find I have forgotten the names of the suits and their kingdoms, the rules of this game, the first game we played together.
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The wind is soft to me tonight
The wind is soft to me tonight John is in the garden and Marge is sitting on the balcony talking to Anthony and I’m walking through the kitchen trying to find you. Someone said you were in the bathroom but that was a while ago now. They’re starting the fireworks soon and before the air…
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June and a tangerine
It is June and I wake in pieces of children- the children I won’t have, the child I won’t see again.
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Love letter to Spring
I taste your words Even with your back just turning: Your breath is warm enough to sleep in.
