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  Jan 2022 SoVi
Irving MacPherson
Went to the doctor today.

I told him that I have a twin brother.
I said I call him my womb-mate.

He said, I see.

You have an inflamed pun-disorder.

I said Thanks Doc, please give me something four it.
joe king
  Jan 2022 SoVi
William J Donovan
2022 will carry her own
baggage from the future.
We'll welcome her with false
hope drunk midnight kisses
hit or miss it's just another year
closer to death still unforgiven.
SoVi Jan 2022
My dog just passed away, unexpectedly
In the middle of a hot summer night
It was lying on its side, right next to me

I carry their body, inside my arms
As I look for a big old apple tree
So it can eat apples in heaven

I have all their blankets and toys with me
So that they do not get bored as they
Travel towards the shining bright stars

I still remember their white ears
As I scratched their head as we played
As such memories . . .

To late to give one final walk 'round the block

Such a beautiful morning, with birds singing
As I carry my friend in my arms
I wonder if they're singing them goodbye

Cars are driving by, as I cross the street
Is the black and red blob I see a dead cat?
I wish I had more arms to bring them along

Remember when I first brought you home
You hide underneath my bed
As such memories . . .

And when I gave you your first biscuit
You ran around in circles at my feet
Such a sight . . .

The sun shines brighter as you get heavier in my arms

We reach the cemetery, and right at the entrance
There's a big old red apple tree
I lay them on the floor as I dig

The pile of dirt keeps growing, as I am sweating
I want to make sure you don't dig yourself out
You loved to dig in my garden

When the hole is big and deep enough
I lay your body inside
With all of your belongings

I mark your grave, with your collar and leash
So I can visit when I leave school
I don't want to forget your name

I still feel you on the right side of my bed as I sleep



© Sofia Villagrana 2022
Inspired by Wo Qui Non Coin in episode 24 of Cowboy Bebop (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcTVu3N12no)
SoVi Jan 2022
Eyes ahead
Foward and dead
I am unsure of the path I am taking

Hands up high
Reaching towards the sky
Fingertips brushing the morning light

Frizzy hair
Dew on the edges
Blocking my perception of the world

***** feet
From walking on the street
Guided by the cement sidewalk cracks

Mouth agape
Words suffocate
Uneasiness building inside my chest

Fly away
Run before its too late
Better to be hurt than to be caged



© Sofia Villagrana 2021
  Jan 2022 SoVi
BlackAndWhiteStars
together
the first flower bloomed
with her sisters
we watched it waver
as storms weeped
and weathered
we planted more seeds
of glowing hope
wishing, one day  
we could see
it flourish
into a beautiful garden
we could explore
forever
  Jan 2022 SoVi
labyrinth
There’s been tear
There’s been fear
Now’s a new year
And I am still here
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