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Two women in a forest
Our Lady of Guadalupe went north to seek my sister.
Her kindness led her, it was all she needed to share.
I find myself tipping up the flaps of boxes
What am I looking for?
Psalm 151
Lord, you are kindness in every color and flavor!
The wood of outrageous dumbos
One elbows one’s way through the
crowd of one’s other selves
hoping that this one who one is
truly is the one who one is
This death a waste
Not like some
death of Jesus
saving the world.
Or did I
miss something?
A blossom year
The cold has let them stay forever
Deer
Deer
Lying down
Against the back fence
Facing the sun
Watching the sunrise
Chewing their cud
Cri de coeur of the writer
If a pin drops
in the forest
and there’s no one there to hear it,
do I even exist at all?
Zen it just
Trails off and then
