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I Know What I’m Looking For… And I Will Know When It’s You.

I cannot dream up the way your body will mold into mine or the way your voice will fill every empty piece of me. My imagination can’t go far enough to know what home will smell like, but I know I’ll find it buried in your embrace.

you & me

Light Up Your Grieving Heart.

We are walking hand in hand, my little legs pumping to keep up with his. “How fast can you go? Show me how fast we can go.” He liked to walk fast; New Yorkers walk fast, they just do. I am counting cracks in the sidewalk and hopping over them just like the rhyme says to do. We make a right, and ...

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Three Axles Or More. {poetry}

Yet, she steadies, ears on and always steady, a tenacious mistress, we awake in South Bend, all units secure a frantic heave from our bellies, US-31 to the end and finally the beginning assignment complete, our golden calf, away from her I step. Alone.

memory

I Know What I’m Looking For… And I Will Know When It’s You.

Light Up Your Grieving Heart.

Three Axles Or More. {poetry}

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