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Joyas Voladoras
Joyas voladoras, flying jewels, the first white explorers in the Americas called them, and the white men had never seen such creatures, for hummingbirds came into the world only in the Americas, nowhere else in the universe.
January 2020Top Ten
Abby has a progressive congenital disorder, fatal, and lives her young life with a deep-running current of wisdom in her spirit, a quiet equanimity to her understanding of what it means to be alive in a day that the rest of us can only feel as hint and shadow.
January 2020Last Requests
I want to be excused, at least this once, / from being me, and be instead someone / who sees daily things as miracles
December 2019Next Of Kin
My friend Gina and I have a pact: Should either of us die unexpectedly, the other will retrieve the shoebox of sex toys hidden in the deceased’s closet.
December 2019Selected Poems
— from “Things My Daughter Pretends” | that she has fairy wings that she / is seventeen that she can talk to dogs / in dog language
November 2019Someone To Listen
The first time he calls the talk line, it’s because he wants to die. Whatever has happened in his brain has made him a stranger to himself.
November 2019What To Expect
Try to avoid symbolism and metaphors, and leave fate out of it, too. Fate was not preparing you for this loss when you were an eight-year-old farm girl and held that stillborn piglet for hours in the barn.
November 2019Green Freak
He has developed a shorthand response to my entreaties: Landfill, he hisses, and he walks away.
October 2019Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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