Mt. Hope

We walked to Mt. Hope for the first time this year. The thaw is here and the smells must be wondrous because Scout and Huck could barely take two steps without nose-exploring. Scout found that the smells on all the utility poles he had tagged in the fall had faded, so he had to pee-graffiti all of them again.

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No Comment (only chuckles)

At's contribution to the family chat today.

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Nu-Casso

So amazed by Nu's talent.

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Learning

The true name
of everything
eludes me

this is new told
sweaty pillow,
spills insomnia

dreams gallop,
but like one-
legged cripples

into the softly
ruined betrayals
of our children

whispering
we know,
you know.

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Party of Three

Went out for fancy pizza in OldTown, for Big A's Boss Day. I was wearing the fancy earrings KC gave me on Sunday and everything.

But I crashed into a wall of sadness the minute I entered. I archly corrected the hostess when she asked if we wanted a table for three: "Four!" And then I had to correct myself: "No, you're right, just three."

I miss At. I always miss At.

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January

we are this curve of wonder
the child begins to look up
holding you in their eyes
resembling what they are

rooting, it is breath taking,
muting loose exile, makes
breath possible to choose
on days when many days

of wry winter are chased by
many more days of winter

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Women's March 2018

"Include Women in the Sequel"

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