Real Meditations: Forget Calm
Breathe In. You don’t ever have to Let Go. Hold on as long as you like. Breathe Out. Maybe you just did. Breathe In. If you didn’t, no matter. No...
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Real Meditations, or Things
Breathe In. You are surrounded by things. Breathe Out. You don’t have to get rid of them. Marie Kondo is pretty awful. Even though everyone loves her. ...
Always Delores
How Delores, although she is usually too dizzy to dance doesn’t feel herself 87 Big List of wrong body parts came here she can’t drink anymore eat...
How About That? (County Route 20)
Afraid to read them for a year longer than a year frightening unread piles pieces of paper pages I wrote what if they weren’t much what if I...
My First Good Dream in a While Was Last Night (Don’t Miss This)
and I hope it means something for summer. Maybe because we went to Rhinebeck to a movie unlike any movie I’ve seen Last Black Man in San Francisco from th...
Addendum to the Lost Shoe Poem
or, Can a Poem Ever Be an Addendum? And Why Not. Several people wrote me about their one shoes. My friend Letty said that after ten years she found her ...