Wednesday, April 10, 2002
My babies are ribbons
i wrote this poem in about 1995. for many years as i raised my children after my divorce i considered them my primary force for life as well as the best thing i would ever be able to say about myself. certainly the latter observation still holds true. their names are john, andy, bekah, and rory, and they are the four best things i ever, ever did.
Who am i, what am i
A picture's worth
moon phases |

I stand on the sand, and I'm rocking
grief to sleep in my arms.
issues
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