"Flout, assuage, extricate. Vocabulary
I teach to my students...
Begin with a singular word. Hang it off laundry lines
on balconies and stick it to your forehead
on a Post-it note.
Give the word life, let it breathe as you listen..."

Tuesday in March

"and in the quiet
dark, I was afraid of summer.
As I am still
A not-as-small-as-he-once-was child shudders
inside under my ribs, wanting release...
You are half of me and all yourself, and I worry
you will fear the dark. Oh, that I could lighten..."

hannahorsag

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