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can you?

A day of folk assuming Can you? Will you? Have you? Why have you not? Here she can hide. For now. But for how long? #smallstories @nomadwarmachine June 26, 2017

@Nomadwarmachine She hides between the words, poems as cover and stories as forests, reaching up to grab a few leaves of the trees to remind herself of what is real and what is not. #smallstories poem remix @dogtrax June 28,… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

someday the flowers

You all may notice (or, heh, not) that my #smallstories poem remixes are very — shall we say — “vertical” in form. This is intentional. I am seeing my response poems as roots and shoots, planting the poems into the… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

audio response

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1eUuHNB0VBI

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in the silence

I find myself sensitive today to invisible voices, my ears pressed to the trees, listening deep. I’ve been told there’s a quiet truth to be heard in the silence but all I gather from the world is the noise. June… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

invisible

I have a place I walk when I need to think. As I pass the smallest flowers and the trees, both grand and broken, the active thoughts in my brain slow. Sometimes I then hear a quiet truth from deep… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

audio response

vocaroo.com/i/s0zuBXo22a1I @dogtrax June 28, 2017

July 4, 2017 0

everyone’s on edge

I didn’t want to say anything — wish I hadn’t now — but right after posting the two parts I saw a string of other toots in my Home TL about racism… Just seems like everyone’s on edge (rightfully so),… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

flagging caution

Be careful when interpreting my #smallstories, which for purposes here will always be true events from my life. (This is not a story, I’m just tying in the hash.) Normally a story should stand on its own, with no further… Continue Reading →

July 4, 2017 0

served

It was another summer day in Seattle in 1990 on Capital Hill. I needed nails. I made my way to a small co-op a few blocks away on 15th. I looked like I belonged on the Hill. Young, bald, muscled,… Continue Reading →

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