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Michelle Puckett

the salt that keeps the wound from closing too soon

a haiku for Becoming the Ones Who Can: Writing at the Edge of Collapse and the Root of Joy

16h ago

the salt that keeps the wound from closing too soon

16h ago

Above the Port of Naples with My Lover

a free verse poem for Becoming the Ones Who Can: Writing at the Edge of Collapse and the Root of Joy

2d ago

Above the Port of Naples with My Lover

2d ago

budding out

a free verse poem for Becoming the Ones Who Can: Writing at the Edge of Collapse and the Root of Joy

4d ago

budding out

4d ago

until spit upon

a free verse poem for Becoming the Ones Who Can: Writing at the Edge of Collapse and the Root of Joy

6d ago

until spit upon

6d ago

touch the skin of every single thing

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 30, 2023

touch the skin of every single thing

Apr 30, 2023

more fully reveal

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 28, 2023

more fully reveal

Apr 28, 2023

whirling

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 26, 2023

Apr 26, 2023

lace deep

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 24, 2023

lace deep

Apr 24, 2023

an update in three haiku

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 22, 2023

an update in three haiku

Apr 22, 2023

a partial list of what makes me burn

a free verse poem for Crucible: the stone womb of elderhood

Apr 20, 2023

a partial list of what makes me burn

Apr 20, 2023

Michelle Puckett

Michelle Puckett

poet. social justice coach. queer. seed-grower. love-maker. creatrix-worshipper. ancestor-reverent {r}evolutionary.

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