Category: Poem
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Pasta
You said you made the sauce extra saucy I’d asked if you’d cook dinner but I didn’t mean to sound bossy You also swept the floor and washed the dishes You did all the chores You know, you hold all my wishes You said you like our house Remember when we used to dream of…
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Reading in the Tub
It happens quite often At night before bed While I’m sinking back As if into a coffin The water’s a bit too hot But I let it flow over me The day melts away Out my hands pop I crack open a book Stare at black symbols on a white page In a few minutes…
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White Whiskers
I just noticed them the other day At the tip of your snout Not yet bright, but devoid of color, we’ll say A small patch of hypopigmented puppy furs On my pillow in the morning, kissing me good night Just above, white whiskers I’ve got a few white streaks too A sign of our time,…
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The Train
There’s a train in the distance A soothing sound from this far away Somehow it puts me in a state of reminiscence Though it’s 3:30, I decide to get up and start my day I pour some coffee, turn on the space heater, sit at my desk with my feet raised I open my laptop…
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Gazelle
Now I know how it feels to be a gazelle Going down to the water for a basic need I know what it’s like to be the mouse In a crowded attic on the hunt for some seed I enter the lot unsuspecting Inching about, looking around, on my tippy toes But the workers have…
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Nicotine
It’s a strange thing I can’t wrap my head around How the lack of something can make your head and heart pound It’s behind the dumpster at work Adults like teenagers sneaking out Every hour to regain their perk That potent substance exerts its clout How does it begin As a desire to be cool,…
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Backyard Birds
I was in the hot tub The water 104, the air 24 Such a juxtaposition of degrees After a long run, the hot water felt good on my knees I leaned my head back in the tub Looked at the turquoise sky In the quiet, I heard a whisper, “What’s up?” I looked around in…
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The Redwoods
He asked if I’d seen the redwoods All around me were pines and moss We were tucked underneath our hoods The ground was slick I was there to get lost My watch’s face mirrored mine He told me, “They’ve been here since the city started keeping time” The man disappeared The cool air neared My…
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Basketball Dreams
I could sit here and watch this all day long The bounces, the swooshes, the buzzers are a pretty song Yellow, black, and white scattered across hardwood How can a player, a team, be so good Squeaky sneakers Fans packed in the bleachers Swaying ponytails Running, diving, shooting, dribbling The swoosh again It’s the song…

