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My stories

Monster poem

Woven deeply with mud and rain The mossy flesh monster howls Dug from the rotten, tight-wound roots With axes and picks and trowels In a halo of steam he reaches and wails
Cherry

Coming home

It's alright now He's in your arms He's in your arms and he's beautiful He's coming home Seemingly so fragile But he's really oh so strong Nothing could prepare you

To live, to write, to strive... for cherries

A few well placed words And the cherries will come They said. Some grit, a touch, a twist Just follow the rule of thumb They said. So I pulled it out the bag I worked it hard, too hard,

Photons

When the sun hits the ground There's the feintest sound There are photons splashing carelessley Through the trees And over everyone and me. The birds in the sky Don't wonder why Just fly
Cherry

Newborn

For those who have recently had a baby this may ring true.

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