the wind slaps, sighs
lack moisture, lack relent-
bones bleached concrete.
wildfire, eat canyon
hare's ears erect eyes overbright
frozen still amongst their young
coyotes scream and streak
across rock, through
wide red swaths of chemical retardant
mammal beards drip red
flocks of birds wing frantically side to side
crows call in scattered gunshot
across suburbia an unsettling
nests in the houses and condos and carports
smoke
ashes fall on children's bikes
news blares each window, each door
the freeway caravans of heat
i stand in sunset, hand over my eyes
watch the birds
news blares from each window, each door
wildfire, across the canyons
something coming to the bubble
something breathes and breaks
flocks of birds wing frantically side to side
my daughter calls, points-
smoke.
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"What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open " M.R.
she's precocious / and she knows just what it takes / to make the pros blush
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what i thought love was is so much less than what it is
Our Pack: Dakota Wolf, Lola Moon, Ian Oliver and our baby, Ever Elizabeth
Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible. -Jane Rubietta
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My dear child, who can tell? One can only tell that, by remembering something which happened where we lived before; and as we remember nothing, we know nothing about it; and no book, and no man, can ever tell us certainly.
Some couples don’t ask much of one another after they’ve worked out the fundamentals of jobs and children. Some live separate intellectual and cultural lives, and survive, but the most intense, most fulfilling marriages need, I think, to struggle toward some kind of ideological convergence. Norman Rush
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I Believe In Nationwide Health Care
E Pluribus Unum ( Out of Many, One )
"I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings." - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
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