1
at the hairdresser
before
her first day of chemo...
she picked up one shorn curl
from the floor
2
moaning
about my misspent
youth ...
galling rhythm on his cup
with the teaspoon
3
snowing constantly
for three days ...
a cassock makes path
to my neighbours
through the snowdrifts
4
magnolia buds
across the window
shape
a sudden snow layer -
preemies born room
5
paralysis
in remission —
tempting the ants
to climb
my leg
6
funeral procession
gobbled up
by a sand storm...
your last exhale kept home
in a red balloon
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