Tag Archives: loss

Another 9/11

Posted on September 11, 2021 by Susan L Daniels

20 years later On September 10th The memorials begin And I can’t surf the wreckage Of another tower Or count the ashes Of lives sacrificed In a Pennsylvania field again We’ve been here before Tomorrow I will remember The moment … Continue reading →

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Used to it

Posted on February 21, 2021 by Susan L Daniels

I didn’t get over losing you easy, Your name still a whisper under my tongue. I woke up today counting the years of it On my fingers: 26 without you. This year is different. Now, I am the last of … Continue reading →

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My dead (recast, for Jeffrey)

Posted on October 15, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

My poem, My Dead, needs another stanza. So, baby brother, you are now a new, very sharp stone in my pocket too. Thanks for walking with me. I call them my dead,not that they don’t stillbelong to themselvesor to the … Continue reading →

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Everyday losses

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

My mouth is dry from holding your name inside it like a mantra that brings no peace. My heart too steady for what I carry & my lungs don’t want the air they’re given They want last week’s air when … Continue reading →

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Things my brother taught me

Posted on October 5, 2020 by Susan L Daniels

Not all toys are mine. Don’t wear your glasses when playing Batman vs Catwoman. Always say I love you. Don’t sing over the radio if you don’t know the words. Hug each other like you mean it. Always do that. … Continue reading →

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the crust

Posted on April 4, 2019 by Susan L Daniels

I make bread not the way mom and grandma did, kneading until knuckles were clean of flour but with my Kitchenaid with a dough hook funny how that smell of bread, still warm cut open spread with butter and honey … Continue reading →

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This is not why we are born

Posted on March 15, 2019 by Susan L Daniels

This is not why we are born, So that our deaths and the men that make then can become the next step in the social medialization of outrage, the emoji tears for a murder scattered in bytes and not sliding … Continue reading →

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