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Sanctuary

Our house holds all I loveYet The door is openFor there’s always roomFor more -one more, many moreLove knows no boundsLove is my sanctuary.My door is open.Every nightThe owls ask whoWho are youWho is homeWho is gone?Every morningThe doves cryCooing in mourningFor those who have goneThe afternoons bringLight casting long shadowsThrough the crystalsIn the heart

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The Memory of Hope

My memory of time catches my eye around corners, forgotten in places where dust collects, where I found innocence. Was I ever bereft of compassion? Or is it guile, just kids on a gymnasium floor throwing a sun-sized red ball, aiming for black boxes and for the kill. Are we still so cruel? Hit hard

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Fulmination: A poem in photographic parts

To my aram cara, who knew this poem prior to its appearance here, I decided to publish its parts as photographs. We may never get a chance to see our images together in a picture. Perhaps one of us hands our phone to a passerby after asking if they’d not mind, “oh thank you so

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