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Cherry blossoms are happening
Grief is so strange. Why hasn’t the world stopped? Hard to believe the seasons just keep turning.
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Her Oblivion
There see her shallow breath sternum contracted she makes small movements careful not to breath small smaller never perfect enough tethered to a leash she tries to heel having grown dog arms she lives…
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Lot’s of Memories Yesterday
It’s sometimes hard to go back to beautiful memories of past chapters.
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The Man at the Bakery
I’ve seen him at least three times at Casa Latina. Each time he does the same thing. Orders a bread pudding and a glass of water. Sits down and quietly waits for his food.…
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Thai Tea
I give thanks and praises as I brew the tea— tea leaves and spices from distant lands their journey long, their origins far How fortunate we are to hold such gifts how blessed I…
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Thoughts of Santorini
Small rememberings of Santorini this afternoon— The donkey ride to navigate the steep incline. Walking up and down the small stairs and tight alleyways. Buying ceramics, coffee, and souvlaki. A camera heavy around my…
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Cool Water Tonight
It’s after midnight here. I just turned on the water to wash my hands and it’s ice cold. I bent down and drank from the pipe and am so grateful. Images pass through my…
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Grateful for Sweet Potatoes
I don’t really have deep thoughts these days, if I do, I don’t know that they’re deep. Tonight, standing in the kitchen, peeling and chopping sweet potatoes. I’m so grateful. I often think about…
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The House has Chocolate and Coffee
The house has chocolate and coffee. In the refrigerator there’s sausage and cheese. Tomatoes and pears are ripening on the kitchen counter. I never forget how blessed some of us are. Washing our hands…
Pretty Thunder Poetry 