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*** Here I am once again, sitting once again talking to myself in pen, once again talking to myself talking to you i..

**Published in San Antonio Review 2023

*** Our house isn’t really a house; our home sits on wheels, a trailer, a single-wide on the left side ..

*** It’s morning, early, white vapors girdle the trees, and I shiver sitting alone on a fallen log, a dark lump on a white c..

*** A princess and a dragon both lived inside a bottle swallowed by a cow, how often they battled, battling and bashin..

*** There is no doubt that mothers are better than fathers unless you're a daughter at which point it gets complicated. ..

*** How do sparrows stay so merry when their lives must be filled with drudgery? They seem so happy unless battling each o..

*** While asleep, my eyes open in order to see inside my dream while night presses warm against me like a hen sitting on e..

*** During the dark hours, the stars poured down and they unraveled and whitened as they fell; bitter cold they were..

*** Fear I the ocean Currents Power tugging And tugging And unrelenting Bound by birth To the moon Tugging and tugging Curre..