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i drink the rain - poetry

primal self - in poetry

life afterward - a poem

mornings, or - a poem

cages - a poem

sestina for helæna

still in me

untitled

an attempt to communicate

on being a vessel

reflection to rise

in ritual

heat-breaking moon

poem to risa, 6/12/11

heaven descend

visiting the southern altar

untitled

long beach

after reading naomi shihab nye