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A Eulogy for Bovi
On Losing My Cat
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April Is National Poetry Month
All poets ever want to talk about is the weather
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Grief Begets Grief
In grief and in motherhood I often forget about the sky. The way it fills and empties. It’s pinks and the turquoise I love so much on the ocean…
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One Doesn't Have To Be A Saint / One Just Has To Be Willing
A little on sobriety
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Writing Is Cooking
Sometimes I have to tell myself writing is cooking. Salting and peppering the fish. Slicing the potatoes. Charring the broccoli. Browning the butter…
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I Think Too Much About The Meaning Of The Internet
My problem was that I still thought winter was coming. My problem was that I still thought we could all be saved. Some how. Some way. That I would still…
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These Days
I wake most mornings with my heart in my hands. (Soul of my soul. The man says to his dying daughter. Lifting the lids of her eyes. Holding her close to…
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Nobody Likes A Political Poem
In Gaza, there is no more mama, no more bread, no more water, no more light. No more home. No more family. No help even coming. But because I am white…
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Poetry Is For The Mornings
Someone once said "I wait for your pages every morning as if they were the weather." // Here are my mornings for your inbox. // Some notes on motherhood, and dreams, and the feelings of things.

Poetry Is For The Mornings

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