for the Visual Poetry version, click here. My neighbor’s garden is so lovelymy cousin’s yard so large and lushmy dear friend’s view a stunning mountainmy uncle’s life with friends so flush And they call to me like Asherahthey whisper songs to me like Baaltheir words full of such sweet deceptionthey pave the slippery slope to…
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It’s the morning after Christmas and my daughter is teething. Nothing satisfies for long and her constant whining externalizes what I’m feeling on the inside. I, too, want a lot of things I can’t have today, and I kind of feel like stomping my feet a couple times and whining would make me feel better. …
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