Carrot
There is a car rot on the lawn; the on ly ev idence that we once had snow. Win … Continue reading
March 1, 2018 · Leave a comment
Losna (Winter)
From beside a sun- paled bridge – enamel petals falling, brickle and bleached – I watch the mounting satellite – wan-creeping above bitter horizon – over looking-glass spatters of … Continue reading
December 19, 2017 · Leave a comment
Going Home:Keats – Episode 18
He wanted to know why we didn’t go out at night. I did a double take. I thought it was obvious.
“Yes, I understand that those creatures are out there. Is that the only reason?”
“Isn’t that enough?”
He smiled and said,
“No.”
June 20, 2016 · Leave a comment
Kiss Me Again, Jack
So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . . Kiss … Continue reading
March 15, 2016 · Leave a comment
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