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The Stamp House

As far back as I can remember, snippets of verse pop into my head. Sometimes I actually write them down (on whatever is handy – grocery receipts, envelopes, iPhone notepad). Sometimes I actually write a complete (“complete”) poem and do something with it. “The Stamp House” came to me on a Saturday morning, and I […]

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This Wind Though

It’s the last day of National Poetry Month, and the wind has been howling here in Boulder for three days. It’s been an obnoxious wind making me wonder if it’s worth it to live here. In honor of the wind and National Poetry Month, I’ll share a draft of a poem I wrote on a […]

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I’m fatter, I mean, I’m flattered!

There are no fat people in Colorado. Okay, so that’s not true, but in Boulder, they are few and far between. In fact, the only super overweight folks I’ve seen were scientists at the NCAR cafeteria, and those two men ordered gigantic breakfast burrito platters that would clearly feed me, David, the boys, and possibly […]

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