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My Sister’s Wall
It’s an honor to lose yourself in something greater I flow and seek flow I shiver on the dock and sun my breasts and pull the splinter from my toe Tomorrow, God willing I’ll call my sister and go for a jog duck under low branches and walk the fallen tree sway there at it’s Continue reading
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Yard Work
When we come home we rake leavesOn your birthdayOn ThanksgivingBumbling through the front yardUp and down, up and downRaking back somber soppy foliageTo reveal startling green grass Rich and dark, like the shiny stringy bedsYou used to stuff in our Easter basketsIt feels too green, too soft, too gentle,under the dead leavesLike we’re callously ripping Continue reading
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“How to Experience Your Body as Art”
Kneel for the first pose. The platform in the center of the room is broad, wooden, and unexpectedly wobbly. When you shift your weight it’s quiet wooden creaks bounce spectacularly around the cavernous concrete studio. Rest your rear on your heels, spread your knees wide, place your hands palm up on your thighs and set Continue reading
