How small are we how
quiet at the core in grief
when we have known love
Absence
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Visitor without a key
Come on up to my house, you said
You did not mention a dress code
I arrived in my everyday coat
and to my credit I did comb my hair
You did not mention a password
You did not mention scrutiny by mirror
I stood on your threshold, half up half downside
Although your door stood wide open
No one answered my announcing call
Friendship is a fairytale, I heard a cynic once mourn
Maybe, but I’m still a believer
Redemption knows no discrimination
Call me again sometime, should you ever find your way
out of your narcissistic self aggrandizing hall of playful infamy
I might be busy but if you beg sincerely I’ll consider
sidestepping what occupies me to hear what you’ve got to say
You Belong Here
How do you think I know?
the Universe makes no mistakes
it’s true some doubt it
will try so hard to convince you test you
push you rile you accuse you scorn you abuse you
you may elevate and watch this poverty
unravel roll out slither from a sorry sack of ill intent
still it ought not move you undo you hurt you
well maybe scratch a little— you are human and will remain
but you your person your value your beauty your presence
cannot be diminished vaporized erased desensitized put out
You arrived
We met yesterday or today
We will meet again tomorrow
I see you there standing in your place your still slightly bewildered face
Your shining bright light full on but flickering adjusting unsteady
Tell me your name again so I can repeat it write it on our Human Sky
for all to see as they come to look for their own reasons
to befriend or dis or welcome or whisper or ask you out loud
why you are not what they expected
You arrived because it’s time and this is the place the right one your place
You belong here. We all do.
Hello.
Pairings
Across the room
discomfort dances lame
shadow boxing against time
two steps left slide right lean in
fiddlers soft crash codas
reeling hopefuls begin again
we are too different
we are the same
I recognize it
but not its name.
Postcard
Postcard to a Refugee
You do not know me yet
I do not yet know your name
I cannot offer you everything—
You must know
I can’t even pretend to understand
We will begin with hello
Take my hand.
Room
If you leave
room enough
for me to breathe
we can grow
together.
Boss
Asking kindly
means nothing
to purring cat
feigning penchant
for Gould
Great Story.
me again—
turn on turntable
turn the page.
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