Spiral Bound Notebook

Six Poems From This Summer | Six Different Muses

{No audio with this post. It’s hard enough sharing poetry don’t make me recite it.}

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I kiss my oldest cat on the head

When he was a kitten,
I was still a girl

I quit jobs
I lost love
I lost myself
It took so much
from me, out of me
I don’t remember that girl
I don’t want to

And here we are,
Still roommates

Maybe with cats,
The nine lives are ours

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Dear Stranger,

Another August gone
Herbs are hanging to dry again
Verbena, sage, chamomile, and mint
I’m on medication and
The house is cleaner now
I’ve been fixing all the broken things
I wash the filters on the vacuum you left
The path has lights now
And the older dog died
I know I’ll never see you again,
But if you walked in this house
You’d be proud

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