The ottoman sits, four legged, brown bodied with flowers sewn in pink and gold, green leaves trailing off the edges. I’ve seen it every day, this quarantine. Next to it, the refrigerator stands silver, tall, certain — more spacious than we could have bet on for a three bedroom in Brooklyn — humanized withContinue reading “The Kitchen”
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Floating
Loneliness floating on an autumn leaf, winter turns to spring so please speak softly: we do not want to scare the buds. They may hear the truth, like a riddle read off the page and asked to solve for entry: a one-way ticket over the bridge from single to taken, a world where kisses doContinue reading “Floating”
Reaching Joy 