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      April 14, 2025Amy Dougher-SolórzanoAfter the Overdose

      There was snow on the ground when they put my brother’s bedframe out on the curb. The next morning, both were gone. Only gray light on the doorstep—a wet newspaper flung from the clouds. Another secret of the sleeping world—who can ever really say what happened? Maybe the bed melted into the sidewalk. Maybe someone hauled the snow away in a truck. I only know that he was here until he wasn’t.
       
      wave & particle—
      how easily the tulips accept
      contradiction
       
       

      from #87 – Haibun

      Amy Dougher-Solórzano

      “I once attended a reading by the wonderful poet Marie Howe, and she recommended keeping a running list of observations. It’s really an exercise in paying attention, in seeing the world clearly and allowing yourself to be moved by it. I think the haibun form goes hand in hand with that sort of mindfulness. I love the movement implicit in the form. When I am feeling stagnant, I can turn to my messy list of observations and fragments, and allow myself to leap somewhere unexpected.”

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