Prying It Loose: On Writing Poetry Again
Like many teenagers, I wrote poetry in high school. I cobbled together a journal from spare ruled notebook paper and a used binder, hand-sewing and gluing the spine. […]
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Ouroboros of Inadequacy
(Inspired by this exchange.) The mountain would not come to me, So I went to the mountain. I slogged upstream, wading through the creek. On the trail, the […]
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The wave crashed at my feet upon the beach, Leaving nothing but a sodden shadow. The ocean has gifts for supplicants each, But none for me, except for […]
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What you sow is What you reap. Blowing kisses In your sleep. (A day late and a dollar short, sorry!)
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