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After The Fire

The morning after the fire, I clear away the outdoor chairs and tables and barbeque and whatever else doesn’t belong

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Are you? Am I?

I didn’t even know the show was happening, not until a few days ago, when my friend told me he

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Pancakes

My mom used to make pancakes on Sunday mornings. Not long ago, I found her recipe in a drawer, typed

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Linoleum

She took a chance on me. Maybe more like a calculated risk. Not that I’m a loose cannon, of course.

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Disguised As Love

  Here I am, on an airplane. I’ve been flying throughout this pandemic, and haven’t really been worried about catching

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What Do I Know

  The little bird was sitting by the front door this morning when I came back in from feeding the

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Survivor

  You pregnant yet? I interrogated the female with the direct question, as I climbed through the fence to feed

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Who?

When the wind blows from the east, an otherworldly quiet settles in this little valley, a feeling of what was,

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Napoleon

She was alone for 36 years was my dad’s text to me this afternoon. Her husband died in 1980, but

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Ride

what carries me