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May 23, 2018

About a month ago, I got pretty sick. It started with an episode of vomiting and diarrhea, and then a day later, I had a cough, fever, and congestion. The stomach issues lasted only 24 hours. The cough lingered. Coincidentally, I was due to visit my pulmonologist in a...

May 11, 2018

My mother died over thirty years ago when I was 19. Considering that I lived a significant amount of my adulthood without her, I have become accustomed to the lack of her presence and manage most days with only a minor twinge of missing her. There are times, however, w...

May 10, 2018

There’s the big dipper I say

“No” she splays my

fingers into fronds 

and measures

the night sky

from minor to major

“There’s the big dipper”

she corrects

“They are all the same”

I say

She replies “No — they all have their

place — their color — like race

you cannot move

from one to...

April 26, 2018

Today is one of my favorite days. It's Poem in Your Pocket Day. For those of you who don't know, on Poem in Your Pocket Day, you choose a special poem to carry around and possibly share with others. Today I will be carrying the poem Blind Boone's Apparitions by Tyehimb...

February 15, 2018

With more than 100,000 children in the U.S. foster care system waiting to be adopted (many of whom will age out of the system before finding a home), adoption agencies are turning to technology to reach prospective parents.

Agencies across the country have found so...

February 14, 2018

Last week when I was out to dinner with my brother, he mentioned the last story I wrote about the young boy who did not know how to read Roman numerals. He said, “I wish I could have done something.”

I deal with that a lot when I think about the past. There are several...

February 10, 2018

My poems die at the root

at stem and bloom.

I could carry them to mass on

tops of wreaths and sing funeral lullabies.

My memories circle as melodies

around the same place, a face

That does not escape because

it hides in my eyes. I bite

it between my lips, and

I breathe it withi...

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