A fine site

Chalk in my Easter Basket

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I promised my oncologist

that if my grief doesn’t break,

I would consider pharmaceuticals.

All week , I write on the asphalt as

I leave my car. All over town there

are messages of hope that I need

and I can feel some magic happening.


Author: biochicklet

Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.

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