Genius Freak

In love with the kind, the brilliant, the creative, the brave, the generous, the crazy, and the hopeful

Cool rains down Making the street Let go of its heat, Sending it back As steam And forgiveness I hear in each drop Her tapping foot, In their sibilance Her bubbling anxiety. The white noise That puts some to sleep Wakes me up To tea And memory. My Mom loved the rain. And it loved …

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I started clearing my garden This morning, early. But so late in the season that The crabgrass and chickweed Probably thought they were safe As they spread themselves out And made themselves comfortable. In truth, their greens are pretty. And those gangly stems with the tiny White and yellow flowers –– Garlic mustard maybe, or Euphorbia — On another …

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