so many birds my empty hands
Keith Evetts
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derailed train
*
how apt
a metaphor
of my life
Orrin PréJean
i am everywhere the wave unfurls
Tiffany-Shaw Diaz
last page ripped out
we'll never know
who did it
early afternoon
i lose myself
in the color
of tea
the rain on my body remembering yours
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
memoirs
it turns out
life was wonderful
viola concerto a moment when things makes sense
winter three crows are company
on forgiving the wind i am weary
by Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
sweeping river willows for a moment nothing matters
from Dewdrop World, Cuttlefish Books, 2021
politics
and religion
believing they're true
snake oil salesman... i hurry past a church this Sunday
more radioactive than a lily after rain
lazy Sunday
what do woodpeckers
think about it
streetlamps lined up like toy soldiers...protecting who?