My Mother Comes Home Crying from GE
My father, who works swing shift and makes Campbell’s Tomato Soup and grilled cheese for me every day when I […]
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Morning
I take the last grapefruit from the bowl and hold it to know its weight. The doctor told me the
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Rocking
I was married, and I was divorced. I had three babies. I never had kids. I never had sex. I
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While Trying to Write a Novel
I take a bath. I fill the bathtub with a face and a voice. I fill the bathtub with a
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Five Haiku
super moon mother goes quietly back inside funeral lilacs my sister undoes dad’s watch
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Boulder County, September 2012
a gold microfiber couch may not have been the most practical choice. There’s always a mess somewhere and a five-year-old