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The Deed, the Word

The week you died, the Russian tanks rolled into Ukraine through gauzy snow like this. Your brothers joked that Putin waited to invade till you were gone.
May 2, 2023

Into the Water

You moved into the blue as we watched, shorebound. Speaking words of meaning, the pastor dipped you back. Engulfed for a moment, then with a rush you rose.
April 25, 2023

Faux Thaw

If ever a day so deceitful, so promising in its delicate sunshine, you’d stow all the wools and flannels, change out storms for screens ...
April 12, 2023

I Am Waiting

I am waiting for the traffic light to change, luck too; for someone to answer my phone call ...
April 11, 2023