Two months ago, I was a daily runner. But something happened when I stood up one day — nothing strenuous; just rising from the couch. I walked maybe two steps, and then my lower back was struck with terrible pain. An SI joint injury, my doctor told me. I won’t get into the specifics ofContinue reading “6:00 A.M. Ghosts”
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cold city eyes [poem]
this city got one taste of me, bitter on its blooming lips,and spit me right back outonto neighboring streetsand said, with carefully cultivated disdain,“teach her how the world is now,and then she may return.” but those idle neighborhoodsand quiet towns, however safe,would have choked me, insidious,if i’d chosen to stay so,i crawl back to theContinue reading “cold city eyes [poem]”
The Crimson Wing 