JulyPoWriMo 25

Children at the festival 
front row of the stage
follow the motions
of the performers

effortlessly as if
the combination of
music and movement
were inscribed in

our being at the start
mirror neurons develop
as a song to sing and
dance along with
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JulyPoWriMo 24

Cleaning house
the cats do not
know where
their hair went

forlorn for all
the parts of themselves
they thought
we were keeping

they retrace
their steps and shed
an equivalent to make
up the difference
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JulyPoWriMo 23

Solitary figures 
running in place
in an empty stadium
makes me cry
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JulyPoWriMo 22

The fourth wave
sounds incongruous
to flattening the curve

which never really
worked out when
you think about it

just a long roller coaster
of denial that the next
crest will be any smoother

than the last
we’re all in this together
which is why some of us

keep putting masks on
while others wait and see
when it will be their turn

to face facts infection
is inevitable for those
who don’t believe in science

or anything really why else
insist on dying so rapidly
inherently unnecessarily

a miracle those who are
holding it together keep
holding us together
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JulyPoWriMo 21

Thinking of the story 
I heard on the radio
about the family
who found the only

image of their relation
in footage disregarded
for fifty years or more
now memories reclaimed

by so many others
pictures and sound
filling in the blanks
that otherwise are lost

nothing is ever forgotten
just caught between frames
the projector spinning
at the end of its cycle

waiting for the light
to come through
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JulyPoWriMo 20

Remember when 
a billionaire exploiting
the labor of millions
landed on the moon

making one giant leap
for all humankind
instead of inflating
an already outsized ego

me neither
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JulyPoWriMo 19

Anxiety on 
the rise again
based on imaginary
shared numbers falling

what if we have to
shut down after
this brief opening
no one had adjusted to yet

Brigadoon cities shaped like
computer chips
dotting the landscape
growing in number

before slipping behind
a black cloud
or wings in flight
never to be seen again

in quite that formation
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JulyPoWriMo 18

Haze surrounding 
the sun drifts fire
particulates move
east toward ocean

only visible at
sunset after clouds
burned away
leave dry ground

will we know when
the sun disappears
at last behind
our screens
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JulyPoWriMo 17

In the quiet 
between speakers
remembering
the train engineer

a grandchild
no older than three
raises hands softly
cooing choo-choo
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JulyPoWriMo 16

Flood and fire building 
burning if not collapsing
full capacity

earth dying to return to