at the hookah shop
elderly people dealing
rollingstone tickets
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2338
learning what I haven’t
toddler bumping into things
Life’s not all jello
2337
neglected yard hose
all knotted and entangled
chokes off the pure force
2336
what if zombies
sipped tea and wrote poetry
they won’t be so bad
2335
meeting white-tailed bucks
my cat rises on hind legs
just to show who’s boss
2334
it’s such a pity
to change with the seasons
cats don’t have wardrobes
2333r
cleansed by the rain
each grass, bloom, and leaf
prisms of spring light
2332
a songbird morning—
three blasts of a steel whistle
from my aunt’s bathroom
2331r
colored eggs
from last Easter
still in hiding
2330
wind in the branches
telling me its stories
underneath blankets
2329
by the old brass bed
she reads to her grandmother
Good night, moon, sleep well
2328
raising a grandkid
carving ice in the desert
lassoing a wave
2327
the morning begins
coughing of my ignition
and its death rattle
2326
the mountain flowers
weathering the winter storms
surely they’re worth more
2325
rolling all around
chubby, laughing babies
latest buddha crop
