Three Poems Related Only by Authorship

‘after this, let’s get $8 candy apples.’ i said i think it’s over she did not turn entirely to face me and said over her shoulder i’m not leaving yet just in case i didn’t hear her because the words tangled in her cardigan and were then entirely swallowed by sudden...

August 18th – A Day Made for Three Poems

to my love i thought you’d gone out, she said mostly into her pillow. no, darling, i was just downstairs.  what were you doing, she asked, her voice soft in summer dark just straightening the kitchen, dear. she adjusted for comfort beneath their blanket as he...
Life of a Poet

Life of a Poet

Where does Death sit in the room when a poet dies? How do ‘we’ process the loss, when the poet is gone but her poetry remains?   ‘I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made...
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