I was first published
in Seventeen magazine
thirty years ago.
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I was first published
in Seventeen magazine
thirty years ago.
I was first published
in Seventeen magazine
thirty years ago.
I’m unsure whether
joy or terror will greet the
news that I am live.
Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Opportunity
is knocking. Finally, I
will open the door.
Today we act as
if nothing happened. Over
night a cold front passed.
My new business cards,
bearing my new title, all
printed with typos.
To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.
The spareness of what
I write contrasts with my
cluttered existence.
Nit-picking each and
every syllable my mind
focused on detail.
mother nature’s miss
taken october for jewel
eye’s endless summer.