prayer
like
sparks.
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'life is either a great adventure or nothing.' --- helen keller
purslane
in spring the purslane
pops up underfoot
corrugated
in winter the cold
corrugates the soul, crumpling
it up like paper
little sister
february turns up soft and
delicate
a time, a time
there is a time to keep,
and a time to throw away:
theatre programs
ticket stubs
dead plants
math tests
little paper houses
in a shoebox somewhere in the closet
are the little paper houses
my glamorous great-aunt
gave my grandma for Christmas
(untitled)
despite my best intentions
how quickly i forget You
don’t liken a lichen
don’t liken a lichen
to a room like a kitchen
unless stonehenge is a mere pile of stones
good and real
i was trying to proceed sensibly
to live logically
to hold tight to what is
good and real
foreliving
in frozen january
i catch myself
longing for spring