We are the revolution we are dinosaurs daydreams mothers lovers fighters we are more than the sum of black white skin birthplace gender sex or even our stories We are blood and fire and nebulas […]
Amy Fontaine
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Forgiveness
Forgiveness Jesus told us to forgive that’s what I tell myself as I look at the skunk burst open on Highway 101 like a piñata — Amy Fontaine
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Dreams are like this
Our ornithology teacher is looking for a burrowing owl on a rocky ridge near Clam Beach. He scrambles up the wash of stones and scans the crevices between the boulders, searching for a flutter of feathers. Nothing. Mist dims the view. Rain begins to fall. Still no sign of the burrowing owl, save for a […]
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Ghosts
Your voice is solid silver and it shines and draws me in. I remember numb toes wood stove crackling logs canvas tent hot dogs in tortillas home-brewed beer frozen night with a storm outside. We kept ourselves alive telling stories, poems, fighting off the cold and the dark with our light, as if by casting […]
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The Fungus
A source of nourishment, appeasing hunger primal as the smell of damp earth. A charming sight, toadstools like houses of mice in children’s movies. A parasite, leeching the life out of frogs, and bats, and whales. An abstract sculpture, impossible to understand.
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To a Friend as Graduation Nears
Remember the silly things. Not just the profound ones: discovering yourself, plotting a course through the wild and uncharted waters of your life. Remember floundering on a makeshift raft in the middle of a pond and scaring the turtles. Remember microwaving pine cones just to watch them open up. Remember staying up late making […]
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To Capture the Fleeting
If you were a bird, you would be a pileated woodpecker: rare and striking, red feathers glowing, poking in the rotten wood for bugs. If you were a snake, you would be a rubber boa: beautiful and harmless, docile in my hands. If you were mine, I would love you more than dragonflies […]