Tagged: fog

remembering and

remembering and
forgetting, remember to
forget, forgetting

to remember, remembering
forgotten, our pandemic fog
.
20210316:2027
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stumbling into

stumbling into
the fog of love
looks like
this – sisters
whispering
in the dark,
still searching
for one another,
examining each
other’s heart
.
20150524:1028
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your heavy grey glance

your heavy grey glance
lifting, separating from
the texture of fog

a bud’s fur coat collecting
frost to soften winter’s blow
.
20130326:2237
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there are mornings

there are mornings
that arrive already
in love. there is
nothing more to
add to the
flavor – it simply
floats in, slightly
intoxicated
with a kiss of fog
.
20120120:0848
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these days, i hold

these days, i hold
my breath like it is
really going to make
a difference this
time, like the fog
will lift just
enough so that
i can do math
again – compare
apples to oranges,
your passing to
someone else’s
loss. if i squint, i
can almost make
out something solid
on the other side
of the equation
.
20100309:2120
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