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National Poetry Month

for my birthday give me solitude a chair to call my own no warm bodies running circles no eyes weighing seconds spent not returning a loving gaze give me no one to witness or swaddle cook for or kiss give me the skies permission to land near a cottage some secluded space send my laptop dark chocolate paper and pen just in case send me roses if you like I will sniff them but I make no promises to think of you except with relief you have not come along

Beige. That’s the color I’m seeing. You are not anxious. You are full on terrorized. You have no middle ground— If you speak and don’t get it exactly right the blowback will be fast, and from every angle. Decide where you want to belong. Forge your path there. People terrify me. And I’m not saying I want you to be afraid— I want you to give each fear it’s own sterile place. brutally, surgically remove the cancer, use radiation, –whatever you need— then leave it. Once you aren’t thundering from

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