Tag Archives: Lois

Letting Go

Posted on February 9, 2013 by

My mouth knows the words and frames them in gilt cursive, ornate and twisted with false pretty I don’t own, sweet phrases blooming on pink greeting cards I never buy, because I have truth to speak that is  simple, unflowered and natural as breath. … Continue reading →

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visiting Lois

Posted on December 8, 2012 by

faces are not faces any more but parts of the room to her–a roomscape with no sun ever setting & the days uncharted by anything but the brightness of this fluorescent & linoleum reality of a waiting room overlooking a … Continue reading →

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Lois (a love poem)

Posted on August 19, 2012 by

it was simply her for him, and he hers when they let themselves scale all their losses piled up & sealed in that stone mountain between them how easy they made it look, that climb to reach each other without … Continue reading →

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