Dawn Apanius

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Dawn Apanius

 

compost heap

a rundown polka dot plant

freshens up

 

A Hundred Gourds 1:1

 

egg drop soup

how Grandma would pray

for me

 

AHG 1:3

 

crown of thorns

about to blossom...

a phonecall from my mother

 

AHG 1:3

 

starless summer night

a little light shines

in the back of the police car

 

AHG 1:4

 

anonymous meeting –

wet squeaking

of winter boots

 

AHG 2:2

 

cloud of juniper –

the neighbors

we don't know

 

AHG 2:2

 

spring winds–

knowing just how

to touch you

 

tinywords 13.1

 

spring blues–

the flower notes

in my tea

 

tinywords 13.1

 

loosestrife

how easily loneliness

can spread

 

kernels summer 2013

 

grocery science

the almost sexy confidence

of butchers

 

kernels summer 2013

 

peek of sun-

measuring the loves

in my life

 

kernels spring 2013

 

spring clean-up

the balancing act

of a smile

 

kernels spring 2013

 

childhood map

trees and hills

we gave names

 

tinywords 13.2

 

milkweed

a glimpse of her

without her disability

 

tinywords 13.2

 

first deep breath all day lilacs