Originally published in LLL of New Mexico’s Enchantment, Winter 1986 I didn’t know about him for a long time. It had been an afternoon–an ordinary summer afternoon, August 9, 1963; I was home in the kitchen, My mom was chopping something. Patrick Kennedy had just died, The President’s little baby boy, I told my mother […]
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Originally published in LLL of Texas’s Ten-Gallon Tidings, Fall 1993 I stared out Past the drapes Past the tears Past a layette I guess I won’t be needing To the mailbox.
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All three boys were in our tree When suddenly At some command They reappeared In the front yard hammock.
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There were grapes and granola bars, rice cakes, and jam Little bags of popcorn and sandwiches of ham Peanut butter crackers and bagels and cheese And everything I love to eat in piles up to my knees! But my mommy said, “No!†Not before we all go! That good stuff is all for the trip!â€
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Saturday, December 30, 2006
Originally published in LLL of Western Pennsylvania’s PennsyLLL Points West, Spring 2000 I have a basket in the corner: Ripped jeans and sweaters, Shirts needing buttons, Shorts wanting seams, Costumes needing trim. Patches and spools, Thimbles and thread.
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Saturday, December 30, 2006
Originally published in LLL of Western Pennsylvania’s PennsyLLL Points West, Spring 2000 It was the last time I saw you Before you knew you were a daddy. I had gone to the doctor To confirm what I already knew And I said I’d honk if it were true.
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Saturday, December 30, 2006
Originally published in LLL of Western Pennsylvania’s PennsyLLL Points West, Spring 1999 When I was a girl, forever was until my fourth birthday . . . Mommy on the phone . . . until Daddy came home from work.
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