Today, I am thankful for the several hours of quiet to work on poems.
I am thankful for friends at the Seattle Poets Gathering, and their good stories and forward momentum.
I am thankful for the two tomato plants that are still alive—diminutive and no tomatoes yet, but alive. I call this hope.
I am thankful for my sister—for many reasons, but especially for keeping track of things.
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