weeping beech

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red light

The woman two cars over is my mother. The woman two cars over is my mother’s mother. Her hair has become soft, downy. The air flows through it and I want to reach across the lanes to feel its softness and brush the wisps from where they graze her forehead. The stickers on her car tell me what she loves. She is a climate voter. She loves birds and wild lands. She feels the weight of the natural…

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dance

in a dream he pulls me close to him his arms are warm he speaks softly so the others won’t hear “you know what i feel” he does not say more, he does not kiss me, he just holds me and we slowly sway and turn around, knowing that we cannot do this. would any of it have been different if i had known then what i do now? if i had hated myself less if i had told him what i wanted would he have loved me…

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swimming

I am standing on the end of the dock. They are in the water, these girls and boys I know from years ago, clinging to a raft. They are laughing and happy, they tell me to jump in, but they won’t care if I don’t. He sees me, though. He wants to win. He knows he will. He swims over and reaches up to pull me in, grinning. Before he gets to me, I dive into the water. He swims alongside me, like we are…

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pulp

Your therapist liked the card you wrote. Your therapist liked the card you wrote. She told you twice. Two times so that you would believe her. Two times since she knows you need to be told twice. Two times means one for the truth, one because you are weak. You are thoughtful. You are full of thoughts. You have so many thoughts. You can write her a card every day. Write a card to your family. To…

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cousin A

I bought you a flask. I went to the mall and had them put your initials on it. I was nineteen and I had never given someone a high-stakes present like that before. It was the first in a long line of awkward and disappointing gifts I would give, not only to you. You wrote me a riddle. I guessed one of them quickly. Neko. This is my lover’s spell you have fallen into. The other one was harder.…

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I tell her that I fake it well. We get dressed. I wear my new earrings and put the lipstick on my face that Betsy gave me at our wedding. It’s the only one I own. I practice the smile I will …

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I wanted there to be some breaking point Break glass in case of emergency The noise getting so shrill and so fast A window I could shatter through and leave behind And come out something else entir…

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through the backyard past the garden and the maple trees and past where the treehouse was for a time through the back gate and down towards the brick school and the green lawn a dome of leaves drip…