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2027 & Thinking About Babies

Love and intimacy in a time of climate panic. 

you exhale, a comfortable mist of breath,

your DNA collected kaleidoscopic

in condensation on the bedroom windows

Little Amal and Me.jpg

Poem For Amal

Your eyes remind me of

A photo of his daughter

when she was just about your age

Bright and wise, looking for something lost

And knowing a little too much, maybe



The Earth has a blueprint.

It has a melody.

It has guardians.

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