• Golden Hearts

    Every spring, the sun lines up with the French doors between the back yard and the parlor. The golden beam… Read more

  • Defined

    A mouth full of mnemonic words, part of my body now. I had that dream again, the sudden anxiety, vulnerability,… Read more

  • The Build Up

    In the days after you were gone I collected bar stamps on my inner wrists and hands. I let the… Read more

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