Unimportant Verse 9
Tightly wound springs Of very carefully Not touching. Secret words To be said With confidence. Rules. Prohibitions. Limits. Discussions planned, Side-channels arranged, Whiskey purchased. And now anxiety Over what it means And how...
Unimportant Verse 18
Every day, I learn to say "I love you" in a whole new way. And every day, I fall short of being understood.
Unimportant Verse 4
We fit together in the strangest ways and seem to seek new seams to savor. Such joins are hardly perfect, thread tugging fabric unevenly unless it's reinforced over and over again. We seem to seek new seams to savor, and, weak though they are,...
Unimportant Verse 14
Between our houses, there is a simple fence - not a chasm, not a wall. Chain-link, waist high, bedecked with sweet-pea and set about with violets. Something we can tend, something to feel good about, something between us other than nothing.
Unimportant Verse 16
I live my life in eternal terror of the completeness of your own. I take up so little space and impinge upon it so gently, I only hope that there is space enough for a 'dear' here and a 'lovely' there. If beauty is at the edge of the...
Every time I fall
Every time I fall, The ground tells me I'm in love. "'Cause love is All low," it says. "And loves is Places." And I always argue, That love is all people. That love is dogs, And cats. And love is Emotions. But every time I fall, ...
Unimportant Verse 2
Resuscitating ancient coins in class, we learned, takes a toothbrush and olive oil. Slow, steady strokes across, around... soft bristles dislodging soil one speck at a time. But no one that day was nearly as blessed, seeing a coin shine through...
Unimportant Verse 3
When you arrive, the whole world gets slow. Sluggish, amber-colored air mellows lively conversations. Everyone stops, marvels, turns eagerly toward you; and there are no complaints about warming our faces in the sun.
Overclassification
“Some would say that the primary goal of folkloristics is one of anthropology, of understanding a culture's view of itself. I, naturally, disagree." Professor Haswell's voice droned on even in sleep, even these many years later. Dani hated it, hated...