Author Archives: landl30

melting melting – April 17

4.17.18 melting, melting, winter melting except that it’s a month too late and the birds who snuck north now cluster around feeders like mother’s teats lest the chill take them down.   sun like august, ground for february, dateline april … Continue reading

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word turns – March 3

3.30.2018 the words took a left turn on me today, my brain seeing them but not registering.   what does that one mean when do I take it, pills, pills, the grouping that grows   as one thing then another … Continue reading

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missing the box – March 26

3.22.2018 Old cat Rosie is missing the box piddles on the floor poops on the carpet.   Catzeimer’s, the vet says, her skinnier everyday body letting go.   Honor thy father and mother we’ve been told, so that our days … Continue reading

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the angels have come back – March 22

3.22.2018 the angels have come back although they hadn’t really gone   just out of my mind until I needed to get close, and the divine   felt so far away, and then they were there.   accessible. ————–

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squirrel footprints – March 19

3.19.18 squirrel footprints up the creek the snow melting melting away the witches of winter.   soon baby Jesus and the Wises will be risen up out of their frozenness, just in time for Easter. ————–

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survivor guilt – February 26

2.26.2018 in wartime guns rattle, ied’s level the guys next to you, and some come home in pieces, while others in only guises and varieties of a whole.   why me, why not me why them, and I’m still here … Continue reading

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at some moment – February 20

2.20.2018 Mortality is a tricky beast. At some moment I will feel a catch, a stop, an instant, and my eyes will blink or close, my mind stop registering, to not open again.   I may hear briefly the ones … Continue reading

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