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  • What We Do with What We Are

    I did not get better.

  • What We Work At | Look to the Side

    What we work at

  • What You Can’t Fix

    She was always fixing me, stuffing filler in my holes

  • What, Me?

    When we’re in a car together I worry we’ll die and the world will lose its role models.

  • What’s Real? | Is Nothing Sacred Anymore?

    This question didn’t much interest me

  • Whatever Alights

    A zillion yeses to the titmice at my feeder,

  • WHEN EVENING COMES

    Everyone here has so many faces,

  • when it is time

    you pass that bridge

  • When My Son Is Dead 14 Years

    These are the years I bargain with God.

  • When My Son Is Dead 16 Years

    After you died, my Beautiful boy,

  • When We Make Lifelines, the Universe Breathes a Little Easier

    When night becomes heavy, I break a hole

  • when you ask me if you are a good father & cook up meets god

    look     we know how this will play out