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“In Bed in America”
Poetry. 3 minutes to read. There’s a tightness in my chest while I sit in bed; winter is abreast. Out the window, red trees stare. Their boughs watch me read headlines from a wooden chair we got secondhand
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“The Road That Brings You Home”
Poetry. 2 minutes to read. One road takes you further One road brings you home But the sky is full of winter And the roads are full of snow Don’t let your spirits wither I’ve been there before We’ll get home together That’s what maps are for When nostalgia slows your pace And old dreams…