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There’s no one to ask anymore. A poem

I dreamt I asked my aunt About my brother’s relationship With my uncle. About what happened In our family. So many years have passed, Generations gone. Knowledge, perhaps wisdom, lost. There’s no one to ask... Read More

The only people I pass are going the other way

I think my 32-pound steel-framed bicycle, A surly “long-haul trucker,” With fenders and a rack and water bottle holders, That seems to ride better the More stuff you pile on it, And what I wear when I bicycle, And... Read More

Placebo guy

I am a placebo guy. Just fill in the blanks Of my not knowing, Ease my anxiety with kindness, And the complaints and pain, The doubts and frustrations, Just seem to ease.   Share a moment. Really. That’s... Read More