That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Mortality
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That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
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Respects
They hadn’t spoken
in a year, but she came home
to wish him goodbye.
At 22
You’re gone, leaving class
mates to learn that last lesson:
life can be too short.
Mike’s death
Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.
Dizzy
Why his head spins he
doesn’t know. Vertigo’s made
the world hell’s fun house.
Hope
Dark fear crackling at
the edges, the heart beats on,
pulsing core of light.
Snow blind
Spiraling flakes, like
small hands opening wide, feel
their way down to earth.
Afternoon rendezvous
She blithely sails out
the door. No explanations
save her secret smile.
Friendship during hard times
Like an egg in a
carton I fall but don’t crack,
cushioned by your strength.
Dull lives filtered take
on romance, mystery, masked by
Low-fi Sutro Rise.
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