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  • JanPoWriMo 29

    Remember having 
    the energy inside you
    to be this angry
    January 29, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 28

    The word of the day
    they are banning books again
    as they always have

    when they think they can
    pretty easy way to start
    a good reading list
    January 28, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 27

    It’s so cold outside 
    I fell asleep on the couch
    before the end of the show

    every inch of skin
    exposed to the elements
    cracks open a scar

    you didn’t know would
    bleed quite as profusely while
    washing your hands for

    the seventeenth time
    counting twenty seconds lasts
    as long as it should
    January 27, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 26

    Still not sure if
    it feels right to
    participate in what
    some might construe
    to be a frivolous
    endeavor while
    people are dying
    at the rate of an eight
    year long police action
    every thirty one days
    no wonder so many
    are spending a few
    minutes each day
    determined to spell
    a five letter word
    knowing it is all
    they will have to solve
    in their lives for
    the next twenty four
    hours at least
    January 26, 2022
    Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 25

    Amazed I went through the whole day
    without thinking about what I dreamed
    last night and yet just a little jostle
    and I’m back somehow telling a story
    on The Moth podcast about the snowstorm
    in Seattle some thirty one years ago my mind
    copy editing the perfect improvised script
    as if the memory refined itself into prose
    I can only recite unconsciously somewhere
    it must be written as it happened pushing
    the van on the way to the service project
    packing bags of unbroken ramen for the hungry
    my mom navigating the drive down the hill
    the sand providing no traction for cars
    abandoned on the interstate until the news
    reminded people to pick them up I spent
    the week before vacation off from school
    round about the time the floating highway
    sank because part of it actually floated
    maybe memory is just below the surface
    in perfect prose recited for the audience
    always waiting for the unconscious
    to make itself known before it is forgotten
    written on the universe to uncover another day
    January 25, 2022
    Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 24

    What would it mean for 
    your final destination
    to be a million

    miles away from here
    only to glance in wonder
    at points in the sky

    heretofore unseen
    that reveal the creation
    of light in itself

    might the journey be worth it
    January 24, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 23

    Slept through afternoon 
    remember dreams are written
    in the passive voice
    January 23, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 22

    Cold sun makes the house
    slightly warmer as the heat
    keeps kicking over

    Breathing open mouth
    cough rings out this dry weather
    turning life brittle

    Return to the house
    cats question our choice of walk
    over shaft of light
    January 22, 2022
    Haiku, Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 21

    What will happen when we wake 
    from this long interregnum
    surprised that all the familiar faces
    we thought would greet us
    trailing their creations from
    the other side have been leaving us
    with suspended acceleration
    whole swaths of cultural production
    if not removed then moved by
    their sudden reconfiguration
    occupying the territory of loss
    surveying an expanse so wide
    and overgrown the little shoots
    springing from the ground
    leave us to listen without a sound
    the world waiting still in the past
    grows to face us faceless wondering
    where we were looking so young
    for what grew up alongside us
    and passed like a memory outgrown
    all things must pass on their way home
    January 21, 2022
    Poetry

  • JanPoWriMo 20

    Why count weather 
    that never comes

    predictions are not
    expectations

    just watch the pavement
    getting damper

    and then drier then
    freeze until impassable

    minds don’t change
    overnight sometimes

    it takes a vote
    gone wrong to get

    out the word
    loss is not a given

    numbers are not
    in your favor

    one hundred percent
    chance against

    obstruction
    surviving another day
    January 20, 2022
    Poetry

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