Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo

washing what’s dead

Posted on April 3, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

for mothers Mothers are beginnings, certain as life is movement, that first felt spin in the pit of the pelvis more directed than bowel gas, a twist with purpose to it; an introduction more real than EPT, sore breasts, or missed periods. We … Continue reading →

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14 lines on Tuesday

Posted on April 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

We always argue on Tuesdays, an incidence regular and ticking as the timer set to a frayed fuse for a man who has made art of anger, slow, gradual– a daisy killer pulling petals from a yellow center of what used to … Continue reading →

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Foolery

Posted on April 1, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Yesterday’s robin is nowhere cheering Spring, so it must be a fool’s day, not dingus, and all of it downside up because pussy willows are nowhere near furring and there is no man I want to chase but a few that … Continue reading →

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