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Not writing today because…
I’m not writing today because there are boots to buy for littler feet than mine. Emergency boots. Oh-no-there’s-snow-and-she-only-fits-her-slidey-pumps-boots. I watched her leave for the bus and almost covered my eyes with my hands, so sure she would slip any minute and be embarrassed to the ends of the earth and back again. Everything is measured…
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Beckoned by Evangelists. One from the archives, for National Poetry Day 2014
I’m being beckoned by evangelists They wear smiles that pity my path. In tea dresses so pretty And comfortable shoes With soles that don’t talk about sex But do talk about love And comfort And practicality And handing over responsibility and credit In their finest hour To a higher power And all of this, can…