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These Stars: 23 Poems from the Early Years
The Change 9/15/2010 Would you believe that the darkness once consumed me and yet I stand before you bright and lighter than you knew me and I have within me tools to use that catalyzed and grew me and a path to walk beneath the sky whose stars guided my journey. ...
Metabolizing the Pain (A True Story)
I’m 12 years old. And I’m locked eye to eye with my mother. Two people, one crumbling… the other leaving. We have a flight to catch. Micronesia. Weeks earlier, we spent days packing the things we couldn’t take on the plane and we shipped it all off. Stuffed animals....
Bring Your Shears (A Poem)
All of life is welcome, to me. Bring your salt, bring your tears. The softness, nay, the shears, Because all of you is welcome Here. When there is doubt Or fear Or wanting more to hear When there is laughing hard Or choking down Or letting it all run clear I'll be...
The Ocean Child (A Poem)
The flowers I fed with gentle water From my young tears Falling nightly while the golden moon swept The dust in a circle around me. I must've wished a thousand times, Said one, said each silent prayer As the moving earth giggled under my feet. I lived outside for much...