Poems
Choice Family
We step into the past — by choice Out into the woods Away from signals of society that keep us pinned into Frameworks of consumption. Out here there is Nothing but each other and often we can't stand Each Other! Though we love deeply These Others who We share our lives with by choice or by birth You don't choose your family only mother and father have that privilege. Everyone else must deal with that choice. Yet brothers and sisters — siblings May be the only ones Who care when all else has gone…