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With lines unseen the land was broken. When surveyors came, we knew what the prophet…

To pray you open your whole self To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon…

You are not fifteen, or twelve, or seventeen— You are a hundred wild centuries And…

And the body is holding its losses like a fist. And a fleshy hope is…

We can’t believe our luck: to have found this pair of pears on the ground…

When the light around you lessens And your thoughts darken until Your body feels fear…

How did I come to be this particular version of me, and not some other,…

This is what you need to know: you need to know that otters wrap themselves…

It’s ripe, the melon by our sink. Yellow, bee-bitten, soft, it perfumes the house too…

(at St. Mary’s) may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our…

I miss you, fellow walkers – dad with double stroller, rainbow legging woman, earnest black…

Where I’m from, people still wave to each other, and if someone doesn’t, you might…

At first we just say flower. How thrilling it is to name. Then it’s aster….

Today I will praise. I will praise the sun For showering its light On this…

If I spell my name in bruised melanin and ink           …

Of new spring leaves, maples in their budding greens, I sit on copper leaves of…

One day people will touch and talk perhaps easily, And loving be natural as breathing…

Today, when I could do nothing, I saved an ant. It must have come in…

Here is the landscape of my son, prying open the horizon with his grin, of…

Yes there is fear. Yes there is isolation. Yes there is panic buying. Yes there…