– Orange Over Wyoming –

Sometimes I wonder,“Why stay inside?”When sunsets like thisWish me goodnight. Advertisements

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– These Parts –

When you see litter,Ask: “what would Longmire do?”And pick up the trash!

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– Haze –

Drifting smoke wandersFrom Distant wild fires:This ruddy lunar orb.

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Starlings

The murmurs of a heart beat dancing between the clouds. The fluid motion of the ocean’s currents, violent in transition. They are liberated of the bondage which holds me. Free like I will never be. My solitude, locked in this stone walled cell. Locked inside my mind, unable to leave the confines of doubt. So […]

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– The Bzzzzz –

She’s takin’ my pic – Mind your own bee’s wax, lady!Like I ain’t workin!

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Ode to Fish Tacos

How hard for you I’ve searched! My hopes remained high perched. Every experience I failed; All satisfaction jailed! I scoured where you’d often haunt, My labors you did always taunt. Disappointed you weren’t there Proving just how you were rare. I suppose it I did deserve; Demanding you, I had some nerve. Taking you for […]

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– Cat Naps –

Pulled in close to you,I use you as my pillow.The room fills with snores.

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Matching to Save a Life

When I was in middle school my cousin was diagnosed with Leukemia. It was a shocking blow to our family, as cancer always is. I remember many of my older family members volunteered to be a marrow donor and I remember wanting to participate, but I was too young. It was a feeling that stuck […]

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– A Day At The Beach –

From atop this prairie dune of hard caked sand; Ancient layers jutting up from a green sea.The ocean comes to me. Gusts of wind that cut the skin;Bringing chill that steals warmth from the sun.The ocean comes to me. Violent grasses strike together;Pine needles shiver in the breeze.The ocean comes to me. Landlocked by fields of […]

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Chicago’s Vice

The fog floods my lungs as I struggle to my feet. Cramped legs protest my subtle, silent movements. I wince with pain. 4:30. My watch tells me I’ve been hunched behind this stack of wood crates for an hour longer than I had hoped. Maybe my informant was wrong. Maybe she lied. Impossible. She owes […]

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