My civic duty
called. Yesterday, I answered.
Pat, Ossie, Art helped.
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My civic duty
called. Yesterday, I answered.
Pat, Ossie, Art helped.
I go into the
booth knowing the past, making
the future my choice.
Her face fronted a
movement, a magazine. My
mind’s jaw drops in awe.
He had a dream but
his murder was our nightmare.
It’s time to wake up.
Cleaning is like con-
fession. You’re surprised by dirt
under the surface.
I stop posting in
the blogosphere. No one reads
me. Do I exist?
Today was her last
day on a job I said ‘don’t
quit’ two years ago.
Some men hug, but G
envelopes, holds tight, then gives
back more than he takes.
They create out of
nothing whole scenes, entertain
from mere suggestions.
To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.