Elegy
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Like Mickey Did
Tingling down my spine From fingers on my skull. Eyes shut, cape draped, Head back, mind empty. * Ringing up ahead Brings echoes to my ears. Head back in time, Door shuts, dog rises and shakes. * Rippling in the… Continue reading
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Sketches of Cuba: A Poem for My Mother, Who Was Born in Cuba, Left Before World War II, and Never Returned
I came to Cuba and looked to the sky. I knew I wouldn’t sense your presence in the clouds – Pallid and staid, they’d never contain your sparkle. But I looked anyway, Hoping to catch you Like I sometimes imagine… Continue reading
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Why Shoes?
Why shoes? Left-right memorials, black even Before the soot from the ovens. Why shoes? Where are the shirts, dresses, pants, Stockings, skirts, watches, socks, Sweaters, rings, neckties, pins, Eyeglasses, underwear? Who claimed them after? Why shoes? They wait to walk… Continue reading
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I Stand in Silence/Did You Know?
I stand in silence Shuddering with sounds from the past. Shouts and mortars, shots and curses, Screams. When you woke for the last time, did you know? I stand in silence Sagging under sounds of the present. Sighs and… Continue reading
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