You say, Can we go home? And I want to laugh, Honey,
we are home—this love, this respite, refuge, relationship.
This normal of safety, this routine—the place
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Chico
Small town, dreaming about getting
out, to the small city,
coulda used it as a stepping stone,
but who could ever leave the great escape?
Healing Journey
Saved Reel
The baby lemur’s back already
lies against his elder’s stomach,
but he gives a light tug
at their sensitive face,
Signatures at the Potluck
There’s nothing better than the best holiday dish,
and nothing worse than the best dish prepared badly.
Our matriarch was never much for traditions,
more one for meeting everybody’s shifting needs.
Alphabet Ravine 