the invisible
made real—when basement ants
flew
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Memory
4/9/19: Everything Breaks
the next moment,
mechanical time lurches,
stutters, and stops
3/31/19: If You Remember
your gestures—even
in half-darkness—swept
air clear
3/28/19: A Poet’s Retirement
no metaphor
unturned—actors exit as
themselves
3/26/19: Talking to Mom on the Phone
what is it like
to know the full alphabet
out of order?
3/24/19: “How Did You Sleep?”
I crossed night like
a inky river, seeking
another shore
3/23/19: My Allegiance to Objects
in the desk drawer—
an eraser never used
beside a blank pad
