Category: Writing

Poem

I write and write but still I say Nothing It’s stuck in my body You know what I’m talking about It’s stuck in yours, too

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Memorial Day 2021

Memorial Day 2021 I used to like my teeny-weeny Chevy Volt that I have been driving for 6 years. It’s a good car, cheap as

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When We Get Through This

When we get through this, I want to keep the bit about all of the restaurants on the street. I want more downtown areas to be

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Abecedarium

I wrote this piece at Esalen in June 2019. The cue is to write one sentence sequentially from A-Z. We are allowed to skip one

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Where the Holy Dwells

The holy dwells in the fabrics of India, in a woman’s bright sari, rich in colors with gold around the edges. It dwells in her scarlet

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Light-Struck Fingers

I’d like to imagine all of us writing with light-struck fingers: creating magical art. Our bodies are created with magic and it comes out in

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Let This Much Be Mine

The heat, the blessed sun. Let this much be mine. The morning dew, the cobwebs, the yellowing leaves. My breath, my wrinkled skin, my shaky

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My Kitchen

For me, the center of my house was the kitchen. At first our kitchen was this dreadful afterthought of a growth hung onto the side

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Where I am from (part 2)

I am from the asphalt in my knees when I fell off my bike and also from rice krispie treats and Hawaiian punch at Bible

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