I sit alone
with my legs dangling
over the fence --
mom's scream from her bedroom
becomes louder and darker
Poets Salon, August 21, 2019
A Room of My Own: Foggy Thanksgiving Tanka
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*Between Heaven and Hell*, X
Thanksgiving dawns
chilly with patches of fog
red states, blue states
and those in between
alone together, then alone ...
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