Prayer for Winter’s PassingI am all asunderand have no way to putmyself back togetherthere is no name sewn carefullyon the front of my shirtno buttons eithermy pants creep away from my socksmy socks have new holes in the toesmy morning has driftedaway from its mooringsas my day creeps away from its morningif only I could …
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Lost Girl Sonnet
Lost Girl SonnetMuscles jostle against waterlilies.A scab can cover a wound for a punctuated year.I am like this sometimes— A cat licking chicken juice out of the bottom of the sink.The thing about the past is that the phone always picks up.Random facts never come to mind when you need a random fact.Of all the …
