fingerpainting

fingerpainting    when she ate my fingers with hers, broken bleeding family of tin names, when the walls fell down. when colors proceed me but shadows don’t.  each night condensed into bare naked gloves. here’s what first taught me the braille of the deaf landscape, arms and face and chest and thighs and yes, unaccountable first [...]

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shaggy dog socks

shaggy dog socks I’m reading backwards today. like maybe what already is will change again. or is it just pulling the sock inside out? same sock, just different flax awash in mirrored thought. like saying excuse me please, but there seems to be some lint on your blouse just there and there. nimble fingers with [...]

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Listening

Listening i. First it is a matter of silence. Stillness. I know we all understand. But-we’re-in-a-rush-towards-nothing-much. Don’t-wanna-wanna-stop. Won’t-can’t-because-because. Freeway-thoughts-consuming-miles-of-life. Again    and    again    and let go let go. I don’t know what we will find. Let go. ii. I don’t know what we will hear. You, there, across the room close as a couch, flannel I can touch. Red [...]

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Sweet treats

Sweet treats Sweet treats I’d offer a marshmallow through the bars if you were standing close enough. Bare your lovely teeth or curve into a lap. They call it choice. Something sweet? Wet fur and tiger eyes that lions never address. Come hither, wilderness! You know write from read but rather eat. Why are eyes [...]

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Winter tales

Winter tales   Today I walk all the way to meet your train. We made it eight miles down the trail, hopping like toads into new winter rain.   Your flannel shirt, your white buttons undone. Miles away, driving snow in my truck, no heat, we wiped our breath from the road.   Another hundredth [...]

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