Month: March 2025
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the kitchen sink
burnt cookie sheets and cutting boards with cuts older than both children cream cheese smears of everything bagels gone by unidentifiable black and yellow bits of spongey, slimy What-Have-Yous last night’s ________________ soaking in the dinner pan 5 cups of assorted measurement for sugars and nuts and…
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EXCLAMATION POINTS
when I spray the 10-in-1 hair perfector on my dry(but-not-yet-splitting)ends the miracle spray smells like my adoptive sister Rachel smelled for most of 1989 it feels strange then, in 2025 to miss and remember the smell of an old black & white perfume bottle more than a person. after deciding last year that I’m not…
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the Scarf
begins a vacant sweater empty, inherited wool itchy and unbecoming easily caught up, I tangle and hang by each thread pilled and snagging on every pattern every thorn I have. the threads expose my inaptitude bring light and shadow to my weakest equilibriums. I find (in time) a pencil eraser worth of footing…
santos scribes 