Tag Archives: Joel Rea

I am taking in the moon; taking…

I am taking in the moon; taking her sands and white beaches into    my face and    my shoulders and    my thighs – I am learning to dwindle. I am learning to shed what is no longer needed. I am learning … Continue reading

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Touch Shy

One You are a tall-enough-to-reach-the-gas-pedal six-year-old standing in a small kitchen – the room wrapped in a window-full of dandelion sunset – and you’re being told, again, not to hurt the other kids. You’re stronger than them, and you might … Continue reading

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