Two poems about long-ago summers
The first poem is two years old, and can be found in my book of illustrated essays and poetry comics, “How to Create a Life You Love: No Magical Thinking Required.” (Available everywhere books are sold and in my Weirdo Poetry Shop.)
The second poem was written this morning and may still be a little rough.
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A Group of Boys is Called a Mess
I joined a mess of boys playing hide-and-go-seek in a feral blackberry patch, darting along deer trails and crawling under thorny vines until I emerged stained, well-fed, and with bleeding cuts on my arms and legs to discover I had been hiding but no one had been seeking.
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This post was also published to the Weirdo Poetry Substack.
