Monthly Archives: June 2020

Pandemic Poem #27

Started out

by sleeping in

First night of more than four hours

in seven days.

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What You Don’t See 9.12.16

Dear two bikers coming down the big hill at Battelle Darby Creek, as you rounded the path that parallels the creek itself:

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Pandemic Poem #26

bridge with a creek

First date #10.

I matched three Brians on Bumble in one day,

but this was the only one

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So Close But Yet So Far

I was almost proud of myself today.

Almost.

I made it almost an entire day, at least from 5 a.m. until about 6:50 p.m. without crying once. And by crying, I mean even feeling that ball of tears start wadding itself up in the middle of my gut. You don’t have to have waterworks to cry, you know.

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Pandemic Poem #25

6 hour Yoga teaching training

Wake early, write.

Give away my day

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