Poet Laundry
Poetry by Jennifer Wagner. From grit to sparkle.
Sunday, August 25, 2024
Night In
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It’s my favorite thing right now. Cilantro leaves, Mexican crema, one just-right creamy avocado, zest of lime, and juice, to...
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Saturday, August 24, 2024
Alone, But Not
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There are no rules. But there are, aren’t there? When nothing hurts worse than breathing in, out, in, out. W...
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Tuesday, July 30, 2024
Windswept
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Photo © 2024 Jennifer Wagner The bones of my legs feel hollow, wind tangles my hair, the sun, past noon, nudges my back ...
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