Hey! I have 3 poems in the new issue of diode, and it looks like a good issue overall - go check it out if you are so inclined. http://www.diodepoetry.com/
I surround myself with treasures, this crowded house, as if they mattered. As if stories had an ending. Let me be warm and dreaming in an attic, turning and turning in the still of winter night, believing in nothing, surviving into spring.
aww, thanks! :) These are relatively new ones as far as published stuff goes (they're all from the last couple years) so I'm glad they seem to be working for folks.
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this crowded house, as if
they mattered. As if stories
had an ending. Let me
be warm and dreaming in an attic,
turning and turning in the still
of winter night, believing
in nothing, surviving into spring.
These poems are wonderful.
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