2River

Of People I Want To Need Me

division 1

I Do Not Expect To Be One Much Longer

It's Not Longer Than a Life.

Wear.

please, continue.

The Visitor's Eye.

Were You Listening.

Yes.

Regretting The Night.

Surviving.

I remember.

Standing knee deep
In a dirty ring
On porcelain walls
Surveying the years
In skin pruned white
By scalding waters

Wrapped in the cool
Green towel
Smelling of my mother's dryer
Of walks in the woods
On muddy days
And buried cats held
In place by stone piles.

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division 2

You Can Peer Into The Cracks

Breakfast.

Things Happen.

Blind.

Dating.

A Borrowed Bed.

A Love Poem.

I Remember.

Through My Mother's Eyes.