Miraculous. Fire
missed Anne’s house. She’s back at home.
The worst thing now – smoke.
San Diego fire 13 – Lucky
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Miraculous. Fire
missed Anne’s house. She’s back at home.
The worst thing now – smoke.
Kindred spirits drift
within the net and sometimes
meet by accident.
I’d never cheat on
my husband. But that smells so
good one sip won’t hurt.
Seductive silence
wraps me past midnight. I crave
the absence of sound.
California burns.
Your life separate from us?
Now just smoke and ash.
Spring Valley is bone
dry. Here in New York skies rain
tears of compassion.
What’s necessary?
The triage of memory.
A pyre to the past.
Photos first, then the
baby albums. Love letters.
We can buy new clothes.
At 6:30 they
awake to find I’m still up.
The curse of deadlines.
Sometimes when others
envision us in new light,
we become realized.