Monthly Archives: February 2025

Bag of Grief

The human is a bag of grief; a bag pierced with holes, a multi-headed bag, split and splitagain.  It still asks questions: Who put the countryin the blender and pressed whirr; who remembers when “decent” was what we called citizens?Who let homo sapiens … Continue reading

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It Poured Without Mercy

Friends came for dinner, but nothing made her change her tone.  A steady strained B minor.   The dogs laid their drooling maws on her thigh.  First placid snow, then rain, like silent glistening stringsOf a harp. When did rain become opaque? Gentle no … Continue reading

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Dear Danielle

I. M. Danielle Legros Georges Grief splits me: a multi-headed creaturecasting in all directions for answers. I rage and cannot understand; Though enough to know my reach is futile,She is beyond.  It will pass; all things do. After a meditation, I settle into … Continue reading

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The Executive Restores Plastic Straws

I’m a stowaway on a cold rubber boat.  My desires and old love letters are the sails,I paddle with spoons and old New Yorkers.   From a surge of waves comes a sleek head,a piercing in its nose – A seal … Continue reading

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Lost in the Narrative

The cabin is clapboard white, its slanted roof white, drifts of snow are white.  If not for the sun’s glitter, all would disappear.  No one has written the story, as of yet no black letters.  There comes the old woman, bent like a … Continue reading

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