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This is a poem done differently—
a love poem in moments
But What, they ask me, is Romance?
I know there’s no such thing as mine.
Watch me return, over & over
Severance: A Meditation
In all my mythology, there are only two loves.
The Goldenrod are Dying
The goldenrod are dying, and you are sure you’re doing all this wrong.
Love Letter to the Estranged
Your mother went dormant long ago and you live so far from the caldera, now.