Ninety-First Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
venturing
onto the tree-lined street
for the first time
my old friend sings
to a songbird's melody
the smell
lingers in São Paulo's air
row upon row
of wooden grave markers
waiting for names
NeverEnding Story, July 18 2020
Special Feature: Selected Poems for Reflections on LGBTQ Rights in the Era
of Trumpism
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My Dear Friends:
Today, the first day of June, marks the beginning of the FIRST Pride Month
under the Convicted Felon, Donald Trump's authoritarian rule.
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