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The Things I Don’t Do
My mom said I would do anything for my own child Turns out with my kid still in utero, my feelings aren’t mild I look at her black and white pictures everyday I’m already super mindful of the things I say But perhaps more importantly are the things I don’t do Like lick the brownie…
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Rapunzel’s Retreat
It’s a lovely little reminder A simple gesture that showed they’d come find her If she were lost, abducted, stranded Ankle sprained, flat tire, maimed But now she knows never abandoned Sometimes her gremlins speak They say no one would ever miss her, so that’s what she often thinks But today she sat in the…
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Quitting my Job
I’m quitting my job And hopefully I don’t sound like a snob I’ve started taking things out of my office And I already apologized to the new girl, a novice I remember being her nine years ago Some people have said they’ll miss me Eh, their sentiments are misleading Ask me how I know Within…
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The Mechanic & the Doctor
Over the phone, the mechanic said something about the serpentine belt I jotted that down (it might as well have been Japanese) I wish he could have seen how I felt I thought of snakes under the hood of my SUV Worse than a creepy birthday clown They could surely sliver their way into the…
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In the Checkout Line
I’m sure she knew about nine to five It’s such a tragedy to me that even the good ones die And on Tuesday afternoon I was in the checkout line When I saw the news Just one more thing to give the world the blues I’m not sure why these things come as a shock…
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The Hamstring Mishap
I was on one leg holding a dumbbell Just 20 pounds I hinged at the hip, lowered it down And I almost fell There was an instant crackle like that of thunder after lightning strikes Just under my butt, a release but also a feeling like spikes Something had split / popped / separated I…
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Sunday Morning Stingray Shuffle
On a Sunday morning I was doing the stingray shuffle My Golden retriever had wanted to stay in bed to cuddle But I pried him out Once we got to the beach, he didn’t pout The bay water was shallow and clear I saw a few crabs scurry and I felt a little bit of…
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Counting the Dead
When I can’t sleep at night I count all the patients I’ve seen pass It’s a habit that could also help one get through a long mass Early this morning I got up to 22 All people I knew I also meditated on what took them out A few lung cancers A pulmonary embolism Ampulla…
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