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Quarantine Poem
Watching I watch the site Incessantly. Cases: 64,675. Deaths: 910. Bookmarked on my laptop. My editor called: First our hours were cut Then final time cards due Third for unemployment instructions. It’s late afternoon. Refresh. Cases: 65,564 Deaths: 929. I try to do Something. To not waste a moment Of this weird freedom To be […]
MoreNicked Named (a poem)
Two days in And they give her A nickname Two syllables instead Of three— Her given name too full Of beauty, of vowel, of nuance. High school begins. Fresh start. The time we throw on new identities The time we suppress the old. I’m not allowed hugs What makes me think I can have names? […]
MoreThe Ten of Swords
I pulled the Tarot card. There it was. The ten of Swords. Mind you lately everything with me is the Devil or the Tower or the Ten of Swords. As if this is my trifecta–my constant reminder that I have not finished my transitions I thought I was making two years ago but am in […]
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