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One Can Miss Mountains

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and pine. One


can dismiss

a whisper’s


revelations

and go on as


before as if

everything were


perfectly fine.

One does. One


loses wonder

among stores


of things.

One can even miss


the basso boom

of the ocean’s


rumpus room

and its rhythm.


A man can leave

this earth


and take nothing

— not even


longing — along

with him.


—Todd Boss

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We were somewhere in city limits. It was so exhilarating to drive next to you, to feel that I had youth and beauty and an offset destination, and you were there. As we clipped through the streets, I shifted my neck to catch the piers of windows that flushed the skies. You didn’t slow. We ate steaks and lulled through grocery stores and the floors upon floors of shopping malls, parking ramps. There were lottery tickets, car washes, photographs from a hotel window where we ordered pizza and devoured it while sitting on the floor, before a night folded.
We’d listen to cool music, spray each other with sarcasm and laughter. You made good points and I cleared my mind for them. The shutter was always in motion. I took it for granted.
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Winter, chunky boots and rainbows scarves

Summer, bike on the grass, fell on the grass, fell on the grass until stood on the concrete
Fall, new shoes
Summer, dentist yelled for not flossing enough
Spring, frilly socks
Fall, caught a ride to school
Winter, sinister sledding
Fall, fell
Spring, hiked up my skirt
Summer, spit out lake water
Fall, barely made the team
Winter, wiggled up the hill
Summer, followed them wherever they went
Fall, fell further
Spring, the only months with painted nails
Fall, gave in
Winter, went home to a welcome
Spring, carried on
Summer, drove it all away
Fall, made better
Summer, slept it all away
Fall, knew better
Fall, didn’t know better
Winter, contemplated fall
Spring, fell less
Winter, weighed welcome, welcomed spring.

Engine Overload

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TALK ABOUT A ROUGH WEEK, I can hardly walk out the door standing up. It’s been tough, I’ve had bad luck, my mind is tethered. I’d hate to spread the despair but I’m not kidding, I’m so sorely stuck in this rut,

I can’t get up.
And mattering most is the slow coast toward serenity. The day it all pays off. The cumulation of energy gifted to success attempts, where time and effort parallel progress. I’m positively stalled.

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“You don’t realize how buried you are until you start digging yourself out and you’re still buried. You just keep going and take it a day at a time.”

—Jim, hoarder from TLC’s Hoarders: Buried Alive