Inside seems so bare, so uninviting, with all the bare walls and furniture  out. I’m doing my last walk through my final farewell I found the the marks on the door jam where dad would mark our growth I am saddened by the memories  I…

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House to house Pillows and Blankets Transgressions bounce Sage willow and anxious bandits Possessions 1 ounce Silent mouse Solo climb within    

When you said, Michigan It was all I could do, not to change my mind. About us I mean, Michigan? Really? With him? Much as I wanted to say, “No, don’t go. I’ve changed my mind.” I knew it was too late for that Much…

The anticipation of how to set up the new place Color schemes Is the furniture I have now gonna work where I’m going? Do i just want to start over? Sending emails about empty printer paper boxes to use to store the tangibles of my…

White hair Glistening stair Playful-childish care Nurturing my soul Claiming each scratch Within each hair Something happens Old age Defines The last moments Of her Life Lying asleep Broken hip Pee’s on floor Blankets- blood Hours crying For her soul to come back After the…

In It At the end of the end of those years, his story was not complete, though some would liked to believe he finished that book. She tried to create this world in order to change history but so much was fiction but she did…

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Whimpers under the golden sunset Lying awake On top of the sweetest grass beads And scratches Golden dawn sleeps Echoes- whimpers dry and weep Crying for the master Silence Kisses The blessings of each hair line Of warned protection The soul misses This feeling Between…

Craddled & trained Ball catching but I prefer food Sniffing through the garbage bag Hopefully my master’s nowhere around Chasing the squirrels and field bunnies Sprawling out in the shade Rolling over back and forth to take that itch away Aware of my surroundings Keen…