a standing still

after Adrienne Rich fox danced between me and the very still water headed north past geese and white-beaked birds leaving V’s in the water, far from the cocker spaniel five minutes before or lighted towers brightening our left sides as we risky walked beneath darker skies, I felt the opaque absence of fear for her […]

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in California

in the alley Where feral cats live I saw a raccoon creeping in the garbage Survivor Wish I could feel anger sound low in the chest to act on this but I’m identifying with the smallest creatures Where feral cats live a person is a metaphor Oh it gets so lonely When you’re walking And […]

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