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Category: poem

onliest

for lmb let’s tie each other’s shoestrings tight together and so encumbered learn to walk anew, at a toddler’s pace, delighted to fall and unconcerned with grace

authenticity

when we sing “happy birthday” and it’s time to blow out the candles he pauses, eyes welling up, but no tears (like a man might. he’s three.) and he blows and then rubs his eyes gently then turns to the task of cake-cutting

brain chemistry

at that age (five) the girls all love to participate the boys take a bit of persuasion, but join eventually. it’s not so popular to make gender-based observations, but watch how they’re playing

the act of doing

paperwork workday schoolwork homework workshift handiwork workaholic worksheet keywork woodwork needlework worker social work bodywork the devil’s work a woman’s work the good work

almanac

it’s nearly may. the morning bird-song is just beginning to build momentum, and the smoking tree is much less lush than this time last year. what will summer sound like?