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POETRY: 2017 and Earlier

Poems published in literary journals in 2017 and earlier

Published in Metafore,

Winter 2017

Last night fingers stained deep red purple, I went to bed reading

about Alton Sterling in Baton Rouge

Philando Castile in Minnesota

police officers in Dallas.

I read until I could not read anymore.

Published in Wordgathering: A Journal of Disability Literature and Poetry,  December 2017

I dream 
of simply
walking

Published in The Same,

December 17, 2017

The ending is not new, yet still

I hesitate to face the remains

of time resurfacing as I clean

out closed drawers, sort through

sealed attic boxes.

Published in Eunoia Review,

October 6, 2017

Small hands push the red pine needles
this way and that, stubby fingertips
carve tracks into the cool dirt.

Published in The Literary Nest,

Fall 2017 (Vol. 3, Issue 3)

Offered out of kindness, but couldn’t you see
though you were not there
that an arm crooked at the elbow must be held?

Published in Autumn Sky Poetry Daily,

September 4, 2017

I had forgotten the small town girl of summer in me–
the good New England daughter in plaid pleated skirts and woolen knee socks,
in penny loafers shiny stiff each fall,
swapped out for salt-water stained topsiders in summer,
the worn cutoffs, the burn turned to tan, the girl in love with the ocean.

Published in Coldnoon: International Journal of Travel Writing and Traveling Cultures,

August 13, 2017

Three, four steep steps down to the pebbly sand,
Hawaiian shirt straining over her seven-month belly
the waitress hesitates, slowly descends.

Published in Wordgathering: A Journal of Disability Poetry and Literature,

September 2016

It's not easy
The counting
But there is solace 
In numbers