Poem to Atone for My Lack of Gratitude


I wrote a thing while thinking about Mary Oliver’s death and what she might think about the fact that I live right next to a creek-lined meadow filled with beautiful wildlife, but spend most of my free time reading in bed and perfecting my Rick Grimes impersonation.

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  1. The beginning is sincere. By the end you’re living in the moment. Great work, well written.

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  2. Did you find a job yet? Has Tiger Oaks paid?


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