not without poetry prompt


He was killed instantly last Thursday

though the father, blacksmith's bellows,

worked tirelessly ten minutes or more

blowing air into tiny lungs that would not

If I Only

Shucked husks stuff

burlap bags;

Here Is My Promise

I will take you out for coffee

serve you ginger lemon honey tea

pull chocolate bonbons out of rocks

feed them to you by hand


When it rains or when it hails

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