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Weather In My Ribs: Not Today

Sometimes there just isn't much to say. Sometimes words fail us and catch in our throats. Even if we can speak, what can we say? https://weatherinmyribs.wordpress.com/2026/02/24/not-today/

Weather In My Ribs: Poetry is Taught Wrong

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Here's a poem I had some fun with recently. It doesn't quite scan, but I called it a day and moved on. I'm not one to spend long on these…

Weather In My Ribs: Salt, Stone, Signal

I've written another little poem with which I am quite pleased. I was feeling a bit flat about work. I'm in a job where there will never be enough resources…

Weather In My Ribs: ICE

I've written a little poem with which I am quite pleased. That's not a common occurrence. It wasn't one that was scheduled in the queue, waiting to be published. Instead,…

Weather In My Ribs: On Lantern Street

I don’t usually point people toward my other blog. I don't link to every post I make over there. It’s not a habit I want to cultivate, and the two…