Tag Archives: Sarah Street

Betweenness

I was never good with starts How does one begin when Beginning is forced at birth We urge A mother urges her child to begin We begin chapters urged by authors Urged by leaders to conform Urged by doctors to … Continue reading

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Directions to Nostalgia

You know that hill where your head leaked red? It seemed so steep ten years ago but age shaved it down. Turn left at the top, let yourself spiral down, pass identical houses with identical curling paint and identical wind-bitten … Continue reading

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We Never Stopped to Bury Them

There are no rest stops by the railroad tracks for us to bury the dead. We are stuck on this train, entranced by the chaotic melody of metal against metal summoning fire amidst exhaust-laced snow. We create our own fire … Continue reading

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