Hospital, Spring
Day opens, clouds release their grip, light the color of turnips, escaping. A man reads a newspaper as […]
Mental Health Workers, Poems, Tributes
Mental Health Workers
Mental Health Workers, Poems, Tributes
Where Do You Go?
Raising a shroud of dust in the dirt driveway, relatives drove over soon as they heard: Mary Ann, the one
Mental Health Workers, Poems, Tributes
Addictions Counselor
for my clients Sometimes, when healing words escape I think of the gray squirrel who muscled from the office chimney.
Mental Health Workers, Poems, Tributes
The Boundaries
… and I must save them, High fires will help —John Berryman Rebecca the angelic Greek had tributary scars
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Such Music as This
“These people didn’t do anything to be like this,” said Bill, who looks more like a truck-driver, or maybe a
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These Are the Rules
What matters most is how wellyou walk through the fire.—Charles Bukowski The whole world may be burning around you,