Undress – #smallstone – Day 1
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Untangle the garland, unplug the cords.
Undress the desiccated bones
One bear-hug around brittle limbs.
Needles pool on the carpet.
He walks her to the curb.
Another year put away.
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Writer. Demand Poet.
Elizabeth Howard’s online Gratitude log
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Untangle the garland, unplug the cords.
Undress the desiccated bones
One bear-hug around brittle limbs.
Needles pool on the carpet.
He walks her to the curb.
Another year put away.
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Marlon, your mama and Jane Fonda and
The angels of babies with heart murmurs and
Baubo, humor’s goddess, have all gotten together
To decide how best to celebrate
You. Not with a feast. Not with
Dionysian debauchery, or some … Read the rest “Ode to Marlon Gibson”
If I never make it to Austin and, somehow, the
Longhorns and the old moviehouses get neglected, then
Let me remind you this isn’t
About the city I always wanted to see or the
Man I wanted to reminisce with.… Read the rest “If I Never Make It to Austin”
Back in my 20s I worked at the FOX station in Kansas City. Glamorous job of getting up early and helping to feed a major metropolitan area their fill of weather, traffic and morning … Read the rest “How to Watch Breaking News”
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I am hungry, but I’ve noticed this:
I’m not starving. I haven’t had to
Eat grass or dirt today or
Give the last bit of
Rice I have to my child which I’ve
Carried on a 10 mile walk … Read the rest “Starving”