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  • When It’s Hard To Breathe (Poem)

    I want to leave childhood youth middle age

    and now the days approaching death

    leave them all like broken cups on a windowsill

    beloved shards of collected dreams

    what use are these grimy scrapes of life

    sticky with longing for what never was

    for what never now can be

    to go beyond these hopes these fears this body

    deep deep into the well of wisdom and compassion

  • Expectations Unshattered (Poem)

    perhaps rain today

    the sky beyond the window offers uncertain light

    the sun appearing beneath a gauzy haze

    obdurate indeterminacy a hallmark now

    but always tea

  • New Flag (Poem)

    let it remain at half-mast until

    the ragged stars make room for a rainbow

    a recognition that all have a place

    the brutal stripes soften in welcome

    to no longer resemble harsh prison bars

    let the colors run until they resemble tears

    so that we can finally release our grief

    know that we are safe to cry and then to rise

    to build ourselves a home