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second of three poems based on a series of extraordinary dreams over the past two weeks

first of three poems inspired by a series of extraordinarily vivid dreams these past two weeks

translated from my original in Spanish

don't read if you whine about long poems; this one needed to be written for me, nobody else.

Stay well for me, my love. Like when our ancestors went to war or searched new homes on distant shores; their lovers waited for them,..

If we don’t make it, I hope the birds inherit the earth. Great big flocks of them; all colors, a celebration of their own resilie..

Tell me where your love comes from and I will tell you why stars were situated exactly 90 degrees in all directions, from the source..

written for a friend on her birthday

Walk with me- we are frequent visitors of the Garden of Headless Angels, we only count time with each other by the numbers of faceles..

I. Be poetry. Be the reason someone, anyone did not give up yesterday. Be the courage to toss a match into the place where someone n..