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The Puppy Park
On New Year’s Eve some venture out to the bar Me, I go to the park Some guy named Steve yelled as others entered, “Watch out, he’s a kisser!” My kind of people hang out in that place – all to get their fix Despite the cold air We hold our iced coffees and throw…
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Outside Grace
There was a phone number on the glass pane of the church It said to call for assistance I was feeling hurt in my existence, and a little appalled So I pulled out my phone and called There was no answer On a cloudy Monday afternoon Not even to voicemail did my call go through …
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My Inner Critic
Sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with my inner critic She likes to bring uncomfortable things up And she gets specific In front of others At parties And even when I’m under the covers She showed up today at the post office I’d picked out a thank you card for a friend who gave me a…
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Christmas Eve Zombie Apocalypse
We were driving to the Christmas Eve service The evening ahead was sure to be a circus Small talk with strangers or ones we see once a year Do you ever wonder what we’re doing here? We discussed the zombie apocalypse It was the kindest thing I’d ever heard on his lips – that he…
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Nevada
You’re sweet like a chocolate chip I hope last Friday is something you’ll soon forget Because your scream echoes in my head like the guy with Tourette’s It’s on repeat And when I called today, you asked me what you did wrong I hope you believe it was nothing I don’t know how old you…
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My Husband’s Saturday Night
It was the morning of the winter solstice I went into the kitchen to get my morning bolus A mix of Maxwell House and Starbucks Sumatra roast When I realized once again that I love you most The evidence was strewn about That the previous night you had wild out Your mug didn’t make it…
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My Penchant for Obituaries
I start my day by reading the obituaries Even, I admit, when I should be praying or reading the Bible But something about the pull of the deceased is unrivaled I calculate people’s ages based on the dates given If not explicitly written I ascertain the cause of death: “old age” for the lucky, neurological…
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E-Commerce Clutches
The other day I sat in front of the laptop And I just sat, I was stopped Amazon was on the screen At my fingertips was everything But my fingers didn’t move the cursor toward the search bar I thought about how we already have everything yet we’re falling apart What does it mean that…
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Boardwalk Run Prayer
The Christmas lights were touted as the attraction But I was there for the action – running Adjacent to the Atlantic On winter’s eve, it was stunning The sand, the colors, the sky, the spectators – were all pedantic As I ran in the cold, at sunset, it was still too bright to see the…
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The Elusive FOMO
Everyone talks about “FOMO” like it’s someone’s name But I’ve learned it’s not an enemy or my old friend Moe Fear of Missing Out It’s why some people do what they do A form of guilt, perhaps? FOMO is what people use to fill in the gaps My old friend, who I view as Lady…
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