I never thought I’d say I am my mom Especially when my job Up until now Was not being my mom What a surprise to find That being
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I never thought I’d say I am my mom Especially when my job Up until now Was not being my mom What a surprise to find That being
thin film as thick as a breath keeps us alive one mile from death
fluffy, puffy rolling, strolling sneaking, peeking cotton would float if it could float cottonwood snow falling up
Flinging open the patio door A flash of fur Asleep no more Head and back and ears and taily Arms and legs and nose and belly Every part
Bicycle-powered tunes Bubbles and balloons Strollers and babies Neighbors and newbies Homeless and recovering Lovely people lovering LED lights Vegan bites Bees and butterflies On cheeks and hands
earth day discussions these are words i understand these words, my native tongue . .
juicy worm dangling participle passport-holder of indig-nation fluorescent salmon egg of righteousness bobbing don’t take the bait
When we don’t talk about species dying off, It’s an elephant in the room When we ignore air pollution, It’s a haze of confusion When we laugh and
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0M8pZnNlnI] Where once a greater sage grouse grew Now a gaggle grow Why would a gander wander With a group of goslings in tow
forest gymnastics searching, stretching, balancing playground limbnastics . About the poem: I was with friends yesterday in the park. The boys climbed the tree and