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Milestones & Obituaries
I swallow my sorrow, but cannot / digest it, so I tranquilize it into
He tosses his life’s work in Tuesday’s trash / and corkscrews down a hole of despair,
Hiding and Seeking
Fingering the small, smooth stones / in my bag, we ride the subway to Queens,
In ancient Rome, those who would inherit the land / were given an amulet, complete
At 5:09, 14 minutes to train time / corner of 34th and 7th / a voice shouts
Gay Norton Edelman
Not every child you choose chooses you back. / But I heard only what I longed to hear. Sons.
Kristin Camitta Zimet
Listen for the story / of her life as it enters, / drifts of smoke in still air.
Bobcat looks back / Her tendons steam / Eyes question compulsion to pounce
It mists up from the lakes, rivers, and oceans / like Rilke’s “Solitude,” stealing over us softly—
Be like a sparrow, that parakeet in drab. / Yes, teeter on Niagara’s brink, / but don’t be greedy. Drink…
House of Bread
I once spent an afternoon in Laja. / A small town on the Bolivian altiplano, / Laja is a village…
Ceasefires rarely last, / But wonders never cease. / And I’ve heard how once on Christmas Eve
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