All the walls are windows, but opaque From all the years they’ve been here, all the dust, So up on the top steel girders I can hardly Detect the twitching tail of a Norway rat, The last of my certainties surviving still, Feeding on a few brave mice perhaps. The rest is just the universal […]
The further I got into life, the worse my life became and the more I needed to write about it. The more I expressed my feelings through written words, the less I wanted to give into urges of self-pity. Writing didn’t destroy all the bad thoughts that tormented me, but it allowed me to think
The Finnish maternity package äitiysavustus, or baby box, is a tradition that welcomes new children to the world with a gift of life-enhancing baby supplies. Finland is a socially progressive country, and the government started supplying this box to new mothers in the 1930s to combat high infant mortality rates. The box has been a
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Make me cool and silent as the black cat that glides through the night beyond my open window. Pour down on my satiny skin a moon plump with Easter’s ancient promise, cascading like a string of pearls her numinous vernal generations. Settle on to my limber restless shadow just enough knowing to shake off the
each of us chooses which stars to let shine in the black of our night and we place them, as fragments of glass in a frame, to color the horizon of another soul. that soul does the same, grabbing choice pieces to exchange around solar dust, sparkling, and our own deep light. they burn in
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Tuck your chin in, brother, don’t look up, Ball up your hands in your pockets, pal, The Hawk is out, the definite Hawk, and Don’t look up, no, don’t look up, Keep that chin tucked in, ‘Cause when that lake black wind Scuts those last year, long ago leaves up Clark Street And they’re twisting