“We believe to not stand is the meaning of life?”

“I can remember him asking me questions about what I meant by certain things so he could understand the poem. Looking back it was pretty wonderful for him to take an interest, but I felt (can still feel as I write this) a bit in my stomach. Like he was asking me to reveal some secret that I wasn’t sure I even wanted to know just yet. “

“Decades later,
Self is found in the transformation to Body.”

“Carry it around by day.
Keet it somewhere safe at night.”

Here I am Aching to know What’s on the other side of My grief. My child, To share this wisdom Would be The Gracious Luxury For us both. Sometimes it’s…

the self-soothing white stickywe wipe our hands of only to dry, so we may peel itoff in one long strip, revealingour uniquely ugly palm. Sunday schooled, white washedhodgepodged coated strips ofthat…

The neighboorhood I lived in had perfectly cut grass and clumps of flowers, A rapist lived next door. A rapist lived around the corner. My mother required I be nice to…