When I was a freshman in high school, I looked up to the seniors as if they were so much older than me…
Last week a friend and former neighbor passed over. She lived a full, courageous, successful life. In spite of the omission of her age…
I just received a text that my former neighbor is dying. Her “cured” breast cancer metastasized to her spine. Diagnosis was six days ago and she is being rushed to the hospital now. Her husband, Ed, was the one who told me. He said she is going downhill fast.
When I’m crazy my thinking is chaos. I’m obsessed with my teeth. And I write like this
Embedded in my subterranean jaw is an extra molar.
And it is growing like a tumor barreling its way to the surface of my mouth all because it wants a taste.
Stealing our fingertips
Filleting each tender pad from each fleshy stump
Gluing this soft slice of skin discreetly upon the swaying leaves of a red-handed tree
I just realized I forgot the sound of my grandpa’s voice
The morning she died, my whole family showed up and waited for the funeral home to arrive and…
Day 7 of My Personal Challenge to Write a Poem Each Day in April in Honor of National Poetry Month