Gypsy Schindler

Thursday, July 15, 2021

Brooklyn

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I am as white as the moon Really, I glow Like alpen snow  or a toasted marshmallow center  Like the highlight of a pearl or a sun...

Gold

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This life will wack you on the head  like a spoon to an egg  and your yolk will run  out of all the cracks Even as you scramble  to put your...

Bear

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It’s amazing how  a giant bear can sleep inside for years More silent than  a tiny mouse you never knew  was there Trained by circu...

Skeleton

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I remember once I was obsessed with painting trees but only in the winter When they were bare and naked stripped of all their leaves  O...
Wednesday, March 10, 2021

Swim

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A calcified valve is what years without tears will make I look down at my own toes and notice that they are slowly turning to stone I know t...
Friday, February 5, 2021

Bury the Hatchet

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Snow tires rest on my head Holes in my socks  from sweeping the floor No roads are open today  Labor is for the outside  Shoveling the path ...
Sunday, November 22, 2020

Fly

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“If you are a dreamer come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher a liar. A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender come sit by my fire. For we have some flax golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!” ― Shel Silverstein
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