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2026

2025

2024

It Didn’t Hurt Much

In the underground, there is a carrier pigeon

who works split shifts delivering remembrances

to the topside world. She is recognized in fragments:

the snap of my uncle’s shotgun, the thunderclap

of the ancient oak felled on my father’s lawn….

A white dove flying with its wings spread, set against a dark, leafy background.
A bright comet with a long tail visible in a clear night sky filled with stars.

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A Shower of Stars and I Wait

Memento mori. Remember you must die,

I tell myself every time you look at me

like I am the stars, the sun and the moon.

I am just sinew and bone, dear, but

you swear I have orbit….

Remnants

The glacier melted that year and it flooded

and made lakes in the lower fields. Channels


of water gravitated there: like veins

returning to heart— repeating, essential.

In the middle of this erosion, tiny worlds opened up….

Dry fern leaves on rocky ground with patches of moss and lichen.

The Taxidermist

Forget-me-nots pressed

purple blue-pledges into

the whites of my dress. I want

that to be enough dying for today…

Cow herd grazing in a field during sunset, with trees and a house in the background.