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NEW TREE CITY
a visual essay on socioeconomics, social class, and how we build cities.
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Because Even Love Can Scour The Heart
falling in lover again. and again. and again. and again. and again. and again.
Jan 6
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Ducking Beneath the Water When the Rains Come
Thank you to everyone who supports me by reading and commenting on my work.
Dec 31, 2025
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Short Verses Whispered In a Treehouse
short verses whispered in a tree house (Nervous Breakdown, 2014) “God is love,” is easy to memorize, but how to understand its trueness, God’s finger…
Dec 27, 2025
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Merry Xmas To All!
When You Wish Upon A Star
Dec 23, 2025
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At The Appointed Hour
At The Appointed Hour Having awakened at the crack of dawn. Having stood atop the stalks of grain. Having skirted the rims of the canyons. Having rolled…
Dec 17, 2025
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The Open Family
(New Orleans Review 29:2 2003) The Open Family There’s a way to open a house like a doll’s house the roof has hinges it swings out with a squeaking…
Dec 9, 2025
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Chronic Pain: Pain Meds, Frozen Bottles, and Heating Pads
This post sounds like a true confession, but I think writing it will surely help a little.
Dec 6, 2025
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In The Valley Of The Perpetual Sun
Yet another poem written in Alix Klingenberg's Poetry Circle. This is what we do when we meet. We write the living daylights out of it.
Nov 20, 2025
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Captain Cat's Chat Episode 6 w/ Rebecca Cook
Listen, Ya'll. Alex poses such interesting questions. What a wonderful thing.
Nov 19, 2025
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Happy Birthday, Little Sunshine. Happy Birthday to Me!
Welcome to the rest of your life.
Nov 15, 2025
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What Will Happen When I Get My Body Back
THE GIRL IN THE GLASS COFFIN
Nov 10, 2025
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In The Land of The Kingdom Come
For all those who hunger, for all those who thirst; for all those who wait beneath the table, for the crumbs to fall.
Nov 3, 2025
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Just One More Way To Break Your Heart
When you're overwrought.
Oct 31, 2025
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Poetry, Art, and Unseen Things
Rebecca Cook shares digital drawing and lyric poetry with a philosophical edge that is as razor sharp as it is heartfelt and tender.
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After the Epidural
Thursday of last week I received an epidural in my spine.
Oct 26, 2025
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Across the Ocean and Back
Across the Ocean and Back Turn your soft belly up to the sky. Let the rain drop slowly down. Give of your mouth a new song. Give of your body a new…
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Microcosm
Swimming from one side of the universe to the other.
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Onion Skin
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After I Tripped and Fell Over a Box
Last Thursday, I tripped over a box I was trying to kick across the room and landed very hard on the left side of my body, esp.
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